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.

the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while thinking whether he had been drunk through smelling the

he was back upstairs, he calmed down and didn't feel as

out of his mind, he fell asleep

warm and

"Mm…”

rang beside his

his eyes and was about

when he found out who it

he thought it was a brazen woman who wished to have

he would see Isabella sleeping

back to the room and slept

confusing part was that she seemed to have taken a shower

the shower? Her

well, because every time he had sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and

her glistening lips was

sex with

back his desire was that

chances to take advantage

erection right now

in a dilemma of whether he

he was worried that she wouldn't

Isabella had never trusted him in the first

was Isabella who came

Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed

body was getting warm and opened her eyes

met Maxwell's eyes

expected that Isabella would

body is more honest than

dark, black eyes were bewitching, and his

comfort in a daze, Isabella didn't

reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't on

was that Isabella was a person whose hangover

she was still in a state of confusion, which explained

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

"Is it comfortable?"

and asked in a gentle voice that

response, Isabella nodded and put her hands around his

fix her bright gaze on him, she moaned with her tongue curled

this was particularly tempting and

inside her, he couldn't

Isabella woke up, the sky was completely

going to explode, but

head, she moaned in

to wait outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked

the bed with her head in her hands, Kyra

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