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.

a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella,

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

of his mind,

warm and

"Mm…”

soft snort rang beside

and was about to kick the person

was stunned when he

woman who wished to have a fling with

would see Isabella sleeping

had no idea when she came back to the

she seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping because

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

control his strength and left marks and bruises on

glistening lips was pouting, Maxwell was

with her, he

was that he was still angry

he always found chances

erection right now was

a dilemma of whether he should

he had broken his promise too many times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust him anymore if he

trusted him

should he hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came to his bed and he

stopped hesitating and pressed his body

body was getting warm and opened her eyes

met Maxwell's eyes

had expected that Isabella

body is more honest than

and his words

a daze,

had thought about Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't on the

was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could last for

strong, so she was still in

able to take a shower and walk back to the bed

"Is it comfortable?"

eyes and asked in a gentle voice that he wasn't even aware

put her hands around

to fix her bright gaze on him, she

this was particularly tempting and

spend more time inside her, he

Isabella woke up, the sky was

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

she moaned

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

bed with her head in her

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