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."

suddenly realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back

side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his

her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a

the food

eaten yet.Let me finish my food before leaving with

almost sounded like a

how you

at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned

in her heart,

if I've eaten?" he looked

full of doubt, eyes so clear

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to not have

someone who would starve

you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

around and left

Isabella understood now.

he skip dinner to pick her up? She

brought the dishes out to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living

but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant,

wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why

a good mood when

to succumb to him

just

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking

followed Maxwell to

he noticed they were common homemade food, but he never

switched up his daily menu

dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight

felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and dig

he had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

into Isabella's bright eyes

was pretty satisfied with his

all the delicacies in the world

thoughts at that, Isabella

the end of the meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most of

the dishes in a trance, she couldn't help

Maxwell was on the phone, talking in

he gestured to her to

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell got

that the person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed

Maxwell took the bag from her hand

stared at

of a six footer in the house made

hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't

standing for a while, he

around, she was in a

questioned with a frown, "What are you waiting for?

he continued his

instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice

waiting outside the door for a

the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed

the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm,

they reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars

What a sight...