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

sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his phone, he dialed

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

the

yet.Let me finish my

became more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She

this how you act

looked at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look

scolded him plenty of times in her heart, she dared not show

eaten?" he looked at Isabella's puzzled

were full of doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not have

like someone who would starve himself for

her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and

turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

was right! How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for

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

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

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

into a good mood

her who had to succumb to him even though she was

just

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

followed Maxwell

table, he noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these because

his daily menu and

dining table.It was a

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

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

uttered something he didn't mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes

satisfied

someone who was used to having all the delicacies in the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his response

thoughts at that, Isabella

her dishes

a trance,

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

her, he

again, so

who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and

Maxwell took the bag from her hand and strode

at Maxwell's

presence of a six footer in the house

in one hand while the other

a while, he

he turned around, she

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

speaking, he continued his conversation

reality by his cold voice and quickly walked over to open the

had been waiting outside the

the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as

carrying a sense of coolness of the night,

at the three cars parked

What a sight...