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."

in the microwave

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

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

taken the food out of the

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

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

you

at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella

in her heart, she dared not show

if I've eaten?" he looked at

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

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to

didn't seem like someone who would starve himself for

her.’ Maxwell glanced at her

around and

Isabella understood now.

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

to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room, so she called, "Come

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

heard his reply, Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let you taste the food I

into a good mood when he saw

had to succumb to him even though

I'll just have a

and gave Isabella a mocking look

and followed Maxwell

food, but he never had the chance to

menu and

up on his dining table.It was

Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery

had tasted all the dishes, Isabella

something he didn't mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as a stream under

was pretty satisfied with

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

that, Isabella started digging

Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up

trance, she couldn't

out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on

he saw her, he

the doorbell rang again, so

had arrived,

took the bag from her

stared at Maxwell's back,

the house made

other carried

standing for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

he turned around, she

with a frown, "What are you

he continued his conversation on

cold voice

outside the door for a long

were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed down

of coolness of the

lobby, Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...