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."

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

side to side as she

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

had already taken the

requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let

tender than usual, and it almost sounded like

this how you act as a

looked at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella

in her heart, she dared not show any hint

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

were full of doubt, eyes so clear he could

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to

would starve himself for picking her

call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her

that, he turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

dinner to pick her up? She

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

can't finish it all by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as

her eyes at him, but she faked a

instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella

enjoyed watching her who had to succumb to him even though she

just

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

followed Maxwell to

common homemade food, but he never had

switched up his daily menu and served him

dishes never showed up on his dining table.It was

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

tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were

satisfied with

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

her thoughts at that, Isabella

Maxwell, who said her dishes

trance, she couldn't help

out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on

he saw her, he

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage

her hand and strode

at Maxwell's

of a six footer in the house made her

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

he realized Isabella didn't follow

she was in

"What are you waiting for?

continued his conversation

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

the door

the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were

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

at the three

What a sight...