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."

the microwave and couldn't

he watched her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his

and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung

the food

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

sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but it did

how you act as

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look

him plenty of times in her heart, she dared

ask if I've eaten?"

and round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he could

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him

who would starve himself for picking

to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and

turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

dinner to pick her up? She

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

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

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

good mood when he

who had to succumb to him even though

I'll just have a

and gave Isabella a mocking

nodded 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

up his daily menu and

dining table.It was a pretty

reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

had tasted all the dishes, Isabella

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

was pretty satisfied

who was used to having all the delicacies in the world

her 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

the dishes in a trance, she couldn't

came out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on

he gestured

rang again, so Maxwell

fetch them had arrived, Isabella

from her hand and strode

stared at

presence of a six footer in the house made her house

the other carried her

for a while, he realized Isabella

she was in a

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

speaking, he continued

back to reality by his cold

been waiting outside the door for a

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

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

Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs and was instantly

What a sight...