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.

doing? Why was he behaving like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned and left while thinking

he calmed down and didn't feel as angry

out of his mind, he fell asleep

warm and soft when he turned in his

"Mm…”

rang

about to kick

was stunned when he found

it was a brazen woman who

know he would

she came back

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

case, was she sober or drunk during the shower? Her

knew this very well, because every time he had sex with her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous and implicit that made her look particularly

lips was pouting, Maxwell

since he had sex with her,

held back his desire was

found chances

right now

of whether

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

trusted him in

hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came to his bed and he wasn't a

stopped hesitating and pressed

was getting warm and opened

she met Maxwell's eyes that were burning with

start, Maxwell had expected that Isabella

is more

eyes were bewitching, and

daze, Isabella

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

was a

drunk yesterday was too strong, so she

shower and walk back to the bed

"Is it comfortable?"

Isabella's watery eyes and asked in a gentle voice that he wasn't even

response, Isabella nodded and put her hands around

on

Maxwell, this was

more time inside her,

up, the sky

was going to explode, but her body was

she

wait outside for Isabella to wake up,

head in her hands, Kyra

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