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 couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back into the

side as she

women's clothing for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up the

the

she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish my food before leaving with

almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it

this how you

with a cold expression.Isabella returned

heart, she dared not

eaten?" he looked

doubt,

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not have dinner

someone who would starve himself for

waiting for you to call her.’

around and

Isabella understood now.

her up? She felt embarrassed for

Maxwell sitting in

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

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

put into a good mood when

to succumb

I'll just

up from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

and followed Maxwell to

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

up his daily menu

dishes never showed up on his dining table.It

Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell

had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired

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

was pretty satisfied with

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

thoughts at that, Isabella started

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

trance, she couldn't help but

kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a language

he gestured

again,

them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage

from her hand and strode

stared at

six footer in the house made

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

for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

she was

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

he continued

by his cold voice and quickly walked

outside the door

them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell

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

lobby, Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...