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."

Isabella suddenly realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran

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

all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell

taken the

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

and it almost sounded like

you

cold expression.Isabella

had scolded him plenty of times in her heart, she dared not show any hint of dissatisfaction on her

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

round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he could see his

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to not

didn't seem like someone who would starve

waiting for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at

turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt

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

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

heard his reply, Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I?

instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella

who had to succumb to him even though she

I'll just have a

up from the couch and gave Isabella a

followed Maxwell

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

menu and served him

his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight

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

all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't too bad,

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

pretty satisfied with

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

that, Isabella started digging in

that Maxwell, who said her dishes

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

was on the phone, talking in a language

saw her, he

doorbell rang again, so

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

her hand and strode towards the

stared at

in the house made

one hand while the other carried

while, he

she was in a

"What are you waiting for?

speaking, he continued his conversation on

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

the door for a

couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting

of coolness of the

at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...