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.

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

didn't feel as angry as he had been just

out of his mind, he fell

warm and soft when he

"Mm…”

snort rang

and was about to kick the person next

was stunned when he found out

was a brazen woman who wished to have a fling

did he know he would see Isabella sleeping soundly beside

she came back to the

have taken a

was she sober or drunk during the shower? Her skin was so

control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were

her glistening lips was pouting, Maxwell

with her,

his desire was that he was still

chances to take advantage

right now

now, he was in a dilemma of whether he should

promise too many times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust

trusted

desire? It was Isabella who came to

Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed

body was getting warm and opened

eyes that

the start, Maxwell had expected that

body is more honest

eyes were bewitching, and his words made Isabella

daze,

thought about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up,

Isabella was a person

that she had drunk yesterday was too strong, so she was still in a state of confusion, which explained her obedience

was able to take a shower and walk back to

"Is it comfortable?"

Isabella's watery eyes and asked in a gentle voice that he wasn't even

response, Isabella nodded and put her hands around

her bright gaze on him,

Maxwell, this was particularly tempting

her,

the

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

head, she moaned in

Maxwell to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the door and

her head in her hands,

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