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.

Why was he behaving like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left

didn't feel as angry as he had been

of his mind, he fell asleep

something warm and soft when he turned in

"Mm…”

soft snort rang beside

and was about to kick the person next to him

he was stunned when he

was a brazen woman who wished to have a fling with

know he would

she came back to the room and slept

taken a

drunk during the shower? Her skin was so fair and smooth that a light bump

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

lips was

since he had sex with

was that he was

chances

now was

he was in a dilemma of whether he should

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

had never trusted him in the first

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

this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed

felt her body was getting warm and

once, she met Maxwell's eyes

start, Maxwell had expected that Isabella would wake

body is more honest

and

in a daze,

about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't

know was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could last for two

so she was still in a state

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

"Is it comfortable?"

asked in

nodded and put her hands around

head to fix her bright gaze on him, she

this was

time inside her, he couldn't hold back for

up, the sky

was going to explode, but her body was also sore as if

head, she moaned

had received orders from Maxwell to wait outside for Isabella to wake

seeing Isabella rolling on the bed with her head in

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