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."

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

she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his phone,

the mansion now.’ Without

already taken the food out of

eaten yet.Let me finish my food before

tender than usual, and it almost sounded like

this how you act

looked at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a

times in her heart, she dared not

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

of doubt, eyes

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to not have dinner

would starve

waiting for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced

that, he turned around

Isabella understood now.

could he skip dinner to pick her up?

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

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

wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would

good mood when he

had to succumb to him even though she

I'll just

the couch and gave Isabella a

and followed Maxwell to 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 had a five-star

menu

showed up on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh

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

tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as a stream under

pretty satisfied with

world to taste some light home-cooked meal,

Isabella started digging

the meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average

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

on the phone,

he

rang again, so

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

from her hand and

at

a six footer in the house made her

in one hand while the other

for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

he turned around, she was

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

continued his conversation on the

was instantly brought back to reality by his cold

the door

did he expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting

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

lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...