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

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

the mansion

the food out of the

"I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish my

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

how you act as a

looked at Isabella with a cold

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

I've eaten?" he

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

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not have dinner

would

waiting for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at

that, he turned around

Isabella understood now.

dinner to pick her up? She

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

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

him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why

instantly put into a good mood when he

who had to succumb to him even though she

just have

the couch and

followed Maxwell to the

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

daily menu

never showed up on his dining table.It was

Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

dishes, Isabella

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

satisfied

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

at that, Isabella started

the meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most

dishes in a trance,

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

he gestured to her to

doorbell rang again,

had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed Maxwell

her hand and strode towards

stared at Maxwell's

presence of a six footer in the

his phone in one hand while the other

a while, he

he turned around, she

are you waiting for?

speaking, he continued

his cold

outside the door

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

of coolness of the night, but his

at the

What a sight...