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."

was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she

ponytail sway side to side as she ran,

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

had already taken the

eaten yet.Let me finish my food before

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

how you act as

a cold expression.Isabella returned a

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

I've eaten?" he looked at Isabella's

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

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him

someone who would

to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

around and

Isabella understood now.

How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had

out to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting

anyway, but my food isn't as good as the

at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to

instantly put into a good mood when he saw

who had to succumb to him even though

I'll just

up from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look of

and followed Maxwell to the

on the table, he noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at Sharp Mansion all had a five-star

his daily menu

on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight

felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery

had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired

into Isabella's

pretty satisfied with his

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

her thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in as

Maxwell, who said her dishes

a trance, she couldn't help

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

saw her, he gestured

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell got

them had arrived, Isabella

her hand and

stared at Maxwell's back,

a six footer in the

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

for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

turned around, she was in a

then questioned with a frown, "What are

he continued

back to reality by his cold voice and quickly

the door for

expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage

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

lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs and was instantly

What a sight...