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."

still in the microwave and

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

mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up

taken the food

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

her voice became more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself,

this how you act as a

Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella

heart, she dared

I've eaten?" he looked

doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to not have

seem like someone who would starve himself for picking

call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her

he turned around

Isabella understood now.

up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had a

to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living

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

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

into a good mood when he saw Isabella

who had to succumb

just have a

got up from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

Maxwell

food, but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at Sharp Mansion all had a

his daily menu and served him extravagant

on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh

Maxwell pick up his cutlery

he had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't

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

satisfied

the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his response should

at that, Isabella started digging in as

she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most

dishes in a trance, she couldn't help

of the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a language that Isabella

he gestured to her

doorbell rang again,

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

her hand and strode

stared at

of a six footer in the house

in one hand while the other carried

he realized Isabella

she

a frown, "What are you

continued his conversation

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

outside the door for a

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

of coolness of the night,

at the three cars parked downstairs and was

What a sight...