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.

was he behaving like a child now? Throwing the blanket to Isabella, he turned

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

his mind, he fell

touched something warm and soft when he

"Mm…”

snort rang beside

and was about to kick the person next

he was stunned when he found out who it

he thought it was a brazen woman who wished to have a

he know he would

no idea when she came back to the

taken

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

and left marks and bruises on her body, which were so conspicuous and implicit that

her glistening lips was pouting, Maxwell was

with her, he couldn't

desire was that he was still angry about her

he always found chances

now was

was in a dilemma of whether he should

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

never trusted him

hold back his desire? It was Isabella who came to his bed and he

this, Maxwell stopped hesitating and pressed his body against

body was getting warm

she met Maxwell's eyes that were

Maxwell had expected that Isabella would

more

black eyes were bewitching, and his words

comfort in a daze, Isabella didn't refuse him

Isabella's possible reactions once

was that Isabella was a person

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

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

"Is it comfortable?"

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

and put her hands around his

on him, she moaned with her tongue curled

Maxwell, this was particularly

inside her, he couldn't hold back for another

the

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

head, she moaned

to wake up, she knocked on the

on the bed with her head in her

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