Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

Taken aback by Maxwell's passionate and fiery kiss, Isabella unconsciously went limp.Maxwell had one hand wrapped around her slender waist.

Her waist was very thin, and it molded into his hands as if they were meant to be a match.

At the same time, his other hand roamed around Isabella's back.

She had changed into loose clothing after returning home, which gave Maxwell more access to her bare skin.

When she felt the sudden warmth on her skin, Isabella's eyes shot open, but Maxwell obviously didn't intend to let her go.

In an attempt to loosen his grip, Isabella shut her eyes and bit down hard on Maxwell's tongue.

Instantly, his mouth was filled with the smell and taste of iron.

There was a ball of fire in Maxwell's eyes as he smirked and picked Isabella up by the waist.

"Maxwell Sharp, let me go! You promised you wouldn't touch me yesterday!" Isabella was also furious.

She felt wronged because Maxwell suddenly treated her like this for no reason.

"You're the one who wants to break the contract, so why should I keep my promise?"

Maxwell ignored her words and struggles.

"When did I want to break the contract? Tell me!"

Isabella was seething in white-hot anger.

Her eyes were red when she raised her head to glare at Maxwell.

Seeing her state, Maxwell instantly fell into a daze, giving Isabella the perfect chance to escape from his embrace.

Gripping the hem of her clothes, Isabella glared at Maxwell and scolded, "When did I tell you I'm going to break our contract?! Come on, tell me!"

She wasn't willing to be slandered for no reason! "What's that?"

Maxwell tilted his chin towards her back, signaling her to look behind her.

Seeing anger overpowering her, he couldn't vent his anger no matter how furious he was.

Isabella followed Maxwell's gaze and saw the suitcase that she packed up earlier.

Instantly, her tense body relaxed.

"I packed a few sets of clothes earlier because I have nothing to wear in Sharp Mansion.Can't I bring over my clothes?"

Isabella looked at Maxwell angrily, but there was also a hint of helplessness in her gaze.

Maxwell was too dictatorial and dominant.

He wouldn't listen to anyone's explanation and only act on his own assumptions.

Hearing that, Maxwell instantly felt awkward and his expression gave him away.

He then spoke in a deep voice, "Get rid of those hideous clothes.Tell the butler if you need new ones.He'll get them for you.’ 

Isabella immediately recalled the clothes she wore when they went to register their marriage, and she got furious.

"I don't care if my beauty standards aren't up to par.I love my embarrassing and ugly clothes,’ Isabella rebutted coldly.

She wasn't as afraid of Maxwell as she was in the beginning anymore.

It was his fault this time anyway! Hearing those words, he could tell she was furious, and indeed he wasn't being reasonable, so he snorted, "Get lost and check your food."

in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back

side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes

send the clothes to the mansion

taken the

she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish

than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but it did soften Maxwell's

you

looked at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned

had scolded him plenty of times in her heart, she dared not show any

I've eaten?" he looked at

were full of doubt, eyes so clear he could

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to not

seem like someone who would starve himself

her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

that, he turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for

Maxwell sitting in the living room, so she called, "Come

as good as the five-star restaurant, so

him, but she faked a smile instead,

into a good

watching her who had to succumb to him even though she

I'll just have a

got up from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking

followed Maxwell to

he noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at Sharp

his daily menu and

dining

Maxwell pick up

all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

didn't mean to as he looked into

pretty satisfied

all the delicacies in the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his response should

her thoughts at that, Isabella

Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had

the dishes in a trance,

of the kitchen, Maxwell was on

saw her, he

again, so Maxwell got

had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed

took the bag from her hand and

at Maxwell's back,

the house made her house seem too

phone in one hand while the other carried

for a while, he realized Isabella didn't

around, she was in

frown, "What are you waiting for? Come and open the

continued

was instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice and

had been waiting outside the door for

dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took

now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night,

at the three

What a sight...