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 bear arguing with anymore, so she ran

to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes

the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply,

already taken the food out

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

sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it

you

with a cold expression.Isabella

times in her heart, she dared

if I've eaten?" he

were full of doubt,

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to not have dinner

who would

to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her

around and left

Isabella understood now.

up? She felt embarrassed for

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

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

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

a good mood when he

watching her who had to succumb to him

just have a

the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look of

Maxwell to

but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at

switched up his daily menu and served

up on his dining table.It

felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up

he had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

into

satisfied

who was used to having all the delicacies in the world to taste some light home-cooked

that, Isabella started digging

that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted

the dishes in a trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

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

he gestured

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell got

had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage

bag from her

at Maxwell's

presence of a six footer in the house made her

the other carried

standing for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

around, she

questioned with a frown, "What are

he finished speaking, he continued his

his cold

waiting outside the door for

dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed down the

a sense of coolness

Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...