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."

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

her ponytail sway side to side as she

and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell

taken the food out of

eaten yet.Let

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

you act as a

a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused

scolded him plenty of times in her heart, she dared

ask if I've eaten?" he looked

doubt, eyes so

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to

didn't seem like someone who would starve

you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and

he turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she

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

as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’

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

instantly put into a good mood when he

succumb to him even

just have a

and

Maxwell to the

on the table, he noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the

menu and served him

his dining table.It was a pretty fresh

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

all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

didn't mean to as he looked into

satisfied

in the world to

at that, Isabella started digging in as

realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most of the food

washing the dishes in a trance,

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

he gestured to her to

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell got

person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella

her hand and strode towards the

stared at Maxwell's back,

footer in the house made her house seem too

in one hand while the other carried her

a while, he realized Isabella didn't

around, she was in

are you waiting for?

finished speaking, he continued his

reality by his cold voice and quickly walked over to

outside the door for a long

did he expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took

a sense of coolness

the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs and was

What a sight...