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 left while

upstairs, he calmed down and didn't feel as angry as

of his mind, he fell asleep

he touched something warm and soft when he

"Mm…”

rang

and was about to kick the

was stunned when he found

woman who wished

did he know he would see Isabella sleeping soundly

when she came back to the room

that she seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping because

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

sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises

at her glistening lips

had sex with her, he

reason why he held back his desire was that he was still angry about her

found chances to take

erection right now was a

in a dilemma of

was worried that she wouldn't trust him

had never trusted him

Isabella who came to his bed and

Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his body

getting warm and opened her

eyes that were

the start, Maxwell had expected that Isabella

is more

were bewitching, and his words made Isabella

in a daze, Isabella didn't refuse

once

Isabella was a person whose hangover

the liquor that she had drunk yesterday was too strong, so she was still in a state of confusion,

shower and walk back to the bed was thanks to her

"Is it comfortable?"

eyes and asked in a gentle voice that

response, Isabella nodded and put her hands around

bright gaze on

was particularly tempting

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

the sky was

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

she moaned in

Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the door and walked in

the bed with her head in her hands, Kyra

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