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."

his reminder, Isabella suddenly realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't

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

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

had already taken the food out of

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

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

you act as

Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a

heart, she dared not show any hint of dissatisfaction

you ask if I've eaten?"

big and round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to not

like someone who would

her.’ Maxwell

that, he turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

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

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

all by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as

her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead,

into a good mood

succumb to him

just have a

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking

and followed Maxwell to the

they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at Sharp Mansion all

switched up his daily menu and served him

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

Maxwell pick up his cutlery

he had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't

into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as a

pretty satisfied

in the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his response

at that, Isabella started

she realized that Maxwell, who said her

in a trance, she couldn't help

came out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone,

saw her, he gestured to

doorbell rang again,

that the person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed

from her hand and

stared at

presence of a six footer in the house made her

while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't

standing for a while, he

around, she was in a

a frown, "What are you waiting for?

speaking, he continued his conversation

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

outside the door

couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and

wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was

the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...