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.

packed luggage, she

knocked her out of her

some food left in the fridge, so she took them out to

placed the food in the

and assumed it

at the peephole but was shocked by what

didn't open the door, there would be consequences, so

took you so

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

was heating up some

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

me a pair

without an intention to let him in, so he demanded

at home waiting for 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

have any men's slippers at home.Just make do with

felt a

least she was conscious to deny

After entering the apartment, Maxwell looked

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

and there were a few potted plants

lit a scented candle in the house, adding a feminine touch

tell she liked this place a lot through the way she took

drastically when he saw something at his

suppressed his anger and stomped