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.

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

calmed down and didn't feel as angry as

Isabella out of his mind,

warm and soft when

"Mm…”

soft snort rang beside

was about to kick the person

was stunned when he

he thought it was a brazen woman who wished to have a

know he would see Isabella sleeping soundly beside

came back to the room and slept

seemed to have taken a shower

was the case, was she sober or drunk during the shower? Her skin

very well, because every time he had sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so

glistening lips

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

his desire was that

always found chances to

right now

of whether

he was worried that she wouldn't trust him anymore if he did it

never trusted him in the first

he hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came

of this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his

felt her body was getting warm and opened

Maxwell's eyes that were burning

expected

more

black eyes were bewitching, and his

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

once she woke up, obedience wasn't on

a person whose hangover could last

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

a shower and

"Is it comfortable?"

eyes and asked in

response, Isabella nodded and put her

bright gaze on

Maxwell, this was particularly

her, he couldn't hold back

the sky was completely

going to explode, but her body was also

her head, she moaned

wait outside for Isabella to wake

head in her hands, Kyra couldn't

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