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.

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

back upstairs, he calmed down and didn't

of his

something warm and soft when

"Mm…”

rang beside

Maxwell opened his eyes and was about to kick the person next to

he found out

he thought it was a brazen woman who wished

he would

idea when she came back to the room and slept next

seemed to have taken a shower

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

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

her glistening lips

since he had sex with her, he couldn't

why he held back his desire was that he was

found chances to

erection right now was a

in a dilemma of whether he should have

times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust

Isabella had never trusted him in the first

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

stopped hesitating and

her body was getting warm and opened

once, she met Maxwell's eyes that were burning

had expected that Isabella

is more honest than

bewitching, and

daze, Isabella didn't

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

was a person whose hangover could last for two

she had drunk yesterday was too strong, so she was still in a state of confusion, which explained her

a shower and

"Is it comfortable?"

asked in a gentle voice that he

Isabella nodded and put her hands around

bright gaze on him,

this was particularly tempting

her,

Isabella woke up, the sky

head aching as if it was going to explode,

she

wake up,

the bed with her head in her hands,

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