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.

the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while thinking whether he had been

didn't feel as angry as he had

out of his

and soft

"Mm…”

snort rang beside his

about to

stunned when he

woman who wished

he know he would see Isabella sleeping

back to the room and slept next

she seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping because she was in a bathrobe

during the shower? Her skin was so fair and smooth that a light bump would get her

and left marks and bruises on her

glistening lips was pouting, Maxwell

since he had sex with her, he couldn't have

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

he always found chances

right now was a

was in a dilemma of whether he should have

broken his promise too many times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust him anymore if he did it

trusted him in the first

should he hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came to his bed and he wasn't

Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his body against

getting warm

she met Maxwell's eyes that were burning with

expected that Isabella

is more honest than

black eyes were bewitching, and

daze, Isabella didn't

about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke

know was that Isabella was a person whose

strong, so she was still in a state of confusion, which explained her

she was able to take a shower and walk back to the bed was thanks

"Is it comfortable?"

in a gentle voice that

nodded and put her hands

bright gaze on him, she moaned with

was particularly tempting and

spend more time inside her, he couldn't

the sky

if it was going to explode,

she

for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on

with her head in her hands, Kyra

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