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.

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

and didn't feel

his

touched something warm and soft

"Mm…”

soft snort rang

was about to kick

was stunned when he found out

thought it was a brazen woman who wished to have a

he would see Isabella

came back to the

taken a shower before

shower? Her skin was so fair and smooth that a light bump would get

her, he couldn't control his strength and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous and implicit that

at her glistening lips

with

his desire was that he was still

always found chances to take

now

dilemma of whether he should have sex

times, he was worried that she wouldn't trust him

Isabella had never trusted him in

why should he hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came to his

Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his body

her body was getting warm and

once, she met Maxwell's eyes

Maxwell had expected

body is more

black eyes were bewitching, and his

in a daze,

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

was that Isabella was a

so she was still in a state of

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

"Is it comfortable?"

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

Isabella nodded and put her hands around

head to fix her bright gaze on him, she moaned with

this was

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

up, the

if it was going to explode,

her head, she

outside for Isabella to wake up, she knocked on the door and walked in upon hearing Isabella's

on the bed with her head in her hands, Kyra

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