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

calmed down and didn't feel as

of his mind, he fell asleep

dawn, he touched something warm and soft when

"Mm…”

snort rang beside his

his eyes and was about

stunned when he found out who

was a brazen woman who wished

would see Isabella sleeping soundly beside

no idea when she came back to the

seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping because

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

he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous and implicit that made her look particularly

glistening lips was

sex with her,

back his desire was that

found chances

now was

a dilemma of whether he should have sex

times, he was worried that she

had never trusted

desire? It was Isabella who came to

of this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and

felt her body was getting warm and opened her

once, she met Maxwell's eyes that

had expected

is more honest

black eyes were bewitching, and

in comfort in a daze,

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

was a person whose hangover could

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

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

"Is it comfortable?"

eyes and asked in a

Isabella nodded and put her hands

on him, she moaned with

was particularly

inside her, he couldn't hold back for

woke up, the sky

explode, but her body was also sore as if she

she

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

on the bed with her head in her hands, Kyra couldn't help but laugh out

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