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.

like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while thinking whether he had been drunk through smelling

didn't feel as angry

his mind, he fell

touched something warm and soft when he turned in

"Mm…”

soft snort rang beside

and was about to kick the person next to

was stunned when he found out who

was a brazen woman who wished to

would

when she came back to the room and slept next

was that she seemed to have taken a shower before sleeping because she was in a bathrobe

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

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

lips was pouting, Maxwell was

with her, he

was that he was still angry about

he always found chances to take advantage

right now was

was in a dilemma of whether he

he had broken his promise too many times, he was worried

trusted

It was Isabella

hesitating

getting warm and opened

met Maxwell's eyes that

start, Maxwell had expected that Isabella would wake

is more honest than your

and his words made

comfort in a daze, Isabella didn't

possible reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't

a person whose hangover could last

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

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

"Is it comfortable?"

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

Isabella nodded and put

fix her bright gaze on

this was particularly tempting and

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

up, the

explode, but her body was

her head, she moaned in

wake

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

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