Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

Chapter 27: Mr.Sharp's Revenge 

Throwing his branded suit away, Maxwell soaked himself in the bathtub and felt annoyed upon thinking about Isabella, who was wildly drunk downstairs now.

When he came out of the bath, he ignored Isabella and went straight to the bed to rest.

However, he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning for a long while.

Casting a glance at the clock, he found it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

As it was still early spring, the weather would be a little cold at night, but the heater in the mansion shouldn't freeze Isabella.

Despite thinking of this, he still got up from the bed and walked downstairs for water.

There was no one downstairs at this moment.

Although the kitchen was near, Maxwell couldn't help but turn and walk toward the dimmed dining room.

The servants were obedient because Isabella was now sleeping in the dining room as he had ordered.

But they not only had left her there, but also had brought her a soft mattress and a warm blanket.

To be frank, it was no different from sleeping in the room.

Some loyal servants he had.

He sighed.

What charm did Isabella have? How did she manage to have such a good relationship with the servants after only moving in for a few days? Most importantly, how could she sleep so soundly whereas he couldn't fall asleep at all? Pulling a chair and sitting opposite her, Maxwell fixed his gaze on her and became more annoyed.

Thinking of this, he walked to Isabella's side and kicked her, but she turned over and ignored him.

Suppressing his anger, he pushed her a few more times, but she didn't even flinch and slept like a log.

Hence, he took her blanket away and watched her curl herself up due to coldness.

Soon, she opened her eyes in a daze.

"Why are you in my room?"

Isabella looked up at Maxwell, who had a cold expression, and asked.

Hearing this, Maxwell was exasperated.

"Are you so drunk that you can't remember anything at all?"

Sleepy, Isabella shook her head and pulled the blanket from him, saying, "I'm going to sleep.Get out now."

From her rude attitude, It seemed she was still drunk.

Seeing her fall asleep again, Maxwell suddenly felt a little confused.

like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while thinking whether he had been drunk through

back upstairs, he calmed down and didn't feel as

out of his

and

"Mm…”

soft snort rang

eyes and was about to kick the person next to him

he was stunned when he found out who it

he thought it was a brazen woman

he know he would see Isabella sleeping

she came back to the room and slept next

she seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping

she sober or drunk during the shower? Her skin was so fair and smooth that a light

couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous

lips was

since he had sex with

why he held back his desire was that he was still angry about

he always found chances to take

now was a

in a dilemma of whether

was worried that

never trusted him in the

It was Isabella who came to

hesitating

was getting warm and opened her eyes

eyes that were burning

expected

more honest than your

eyes were bewitching, and his words made Isabella

in comfort in a daze, Isabella didn't refuse him

reactions once she

he didn't know was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could last for two

liquor that she had drunk yesterday was too strong, so she was still in a state

take a shower and walk back to

"Is it comfortable?"

asked in

and put

her head to fix her bright gaze on

this was particularly tempting

her, he couldn't hold back for

the sky

her head aching as if it was going to explode, but her body

she moaned

Kyra had received orders from Maxwell to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on

bed with her head

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