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.

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

he calmed down and didn't feel

of his mind, he fell asleep

dawn, he touched something warm and

"Mm…”

rang

immediately, Maxwell opened his eyes and was about to kick the person next

he was stunned when he found out who it

he thought it was a brazen woman who wished to

would see

idea when she came back to

to have taken a

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

had sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous and implicit

lips was

with her, he

why he held back his desire was that he was still

always found chances to take advantage of

now

he was in a dilemma of whether he should have sex

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

had never trusted him in the

Isabella who came to his bed and he

this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his body against

getting warm and

met Maxwell's eyes that were burning with

Maxwell had expected that Isabella would wake

is more honest than your

eyes were bewitching, and

in comfort in a daze, Isabella didn't

about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke

a person whose hangover could last for

was too strong, so she was still in a

and walk back to the bed was thanks to

"Is it comfortable?"

eyes and asked in a

put

gaze on

Maxwell, this was particularly tempting and

more time inside her, he couldn't hold back for another

Isabella woke up, the sky was completely

to explode, but

her head, she

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

with her head in her hands,

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