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.

now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella,

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

of his mind,

dawn, he touched something warm and soft when he turned in his

"Mm…”

snort rang beside his

immediately, Maxwell opened his eyes and was about

he was stunned when he found out who it

it was a brazen woman who wished to

he would see

no idea when she came back to the room and slept next

most confusing part was that she seemed to have taken

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

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

at her glistening lips

had sex with her,

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

he always found chances to take

now

dilemma of whether he

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

had never trusted

was Isabella who came to his bed and he wasn't

hesitating

warm and

met Maxwell's eyes that

had expected

body is more honest than

were bewitching, and his words made Isabella blush

in comfort in a daze, Isabella

Isabella's possible reactions once she woke up, obedience wasn't

was that Isabella was a person whose hangover could last for

she had drunk yesterday was too strong, so she was still in a state

and walk back to

"Is it comfortable?"

watery eyes and asked in a gentle

response, Isabella nodded and put her

fix her bright gaze on him, she moaned with

this was

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

up, the sky was

she feel her head aching as if it was going to explode, but her body was also

her head, she moaned in

Isabella to wake up, she

the bed with her head in

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