Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

"Which floor?"

Maxwell Sharp glanced at the twelve-story building and questioned.

"Unit 602"" reported Morgan without hesitation.

Pushing the car door open, Maxwell strode into the apartment.

His dark-colored trousers made his legs look even more slender, and his ash gray windbreaker created a mysterious aura surrounding him under the dim yellow lights.

A gust of early spring wind gently blew at the hems of his coat.

Standing at six feet tall, he stood out among the crowd and immediately attracted the attention of passersby as they started gossiping among each other.

Ignoring his surroundings, Maxwell went upstairs.

The apartment was pretty old, so there was no elevator.

Maxwell clucked his tongue in disgust.

When he thought of Isabella, who had been living in this neighborhood that didn't seem to be safe, he felt something tug at his heartstrings, but he couldn't exactly pinpoint what it was.

When Morgan hung up the call earlier, Isabella intended to call him back, but she was afraid it might cause him trouble, so she waited at home.

The place she lived in was a single apartment consisting of one room and a living room.

It was cozy for a single person.

at her packed luggage, she

knocked her out of her

food left in the fridge, so she took

soon as she placed the food in the microwave, the doorbell

and assumed it was someone sent by

the peephole but was shocked

she didn't open the door,

you so

looked at Isabella, who was wearing an apron, and the

was heating

him, and she didn't know how to communicate with him.Where was the woman from

me a

Isabella standing at the entrance without an intention to let him

her to have dinner together, but what was this woman doing? She was heating leftovers in this broken place? Initially, Isabella was stunned, but she quickly fetched a pair of women's slippers from the shoe

slippers at home.Just

that, Maxwell felt

least she was conscious to deny entry to any

soon.’ After entering the

really a small and pitiful place, even way smaller than his walk-in

few potted plants and some

even lit a scented candle in the house, adding

this place a lot through the way she took care of

drastically when

his anger and stomped into the