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."

realized her food was still in the microwave and

side to side as she

clothing for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for

had already taken the

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

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

this how you act as a

looked at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused

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

eaten?" he

eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he could see

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to

didn't seem like someone who would starve himself for picking her

for you to call her.’

he turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

was right! How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She

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

anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’

Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let

good mood

succumb to him even though she was

I'll just have

got up from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking

nodded and followed Maxwell

were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to

switched up his daily menu and served

showed up on his dining table.It was a

felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't too

something he didn't mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as

pretty satisfied with his

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

her thoughts at that, Isabella started digging

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

dishes in a trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in

he saw her, he gestured to her

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

them had

took the bag from her

at

six footer in the house

his phone in one hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't open

he realized Isabella didn't follow

he turned around, she

frown, "What are you waiting for? Come and

speaking, he continued his conversation on

brought back to reality by his cold voice and quickly walked over

waiting outside the door

did he expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed

was pleasant to hear, like the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness

stared at the three cars parked

What a sight...