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 bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back

watched her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking

mansion now.’ Without waiting for a

already taken the food out of

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

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

this how you act as a

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

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

if I've eaten?" he looked at Isabella's puzzled

doubt, eyes so

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not have

would starve

call her.’

that, he turned around

Isabella understood now.

up?

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

as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell snorted, "You don't sound

roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I?

a good mood when he saw Isabella like

had to succumb to him even though she

I'll just have

the couch and gave Isabella a

followed Maxwell to the

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

his daily menu and served him

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

nervous watching Maxwell pick up his

the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as a stream under the

pretty satisfied

the world to taste some light

that, Isabella

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

trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

was on the phone, talking in a language that Isabella couldn't

her, he gestured

again, so

person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked

bag from her

stared at Maxwell's

of a six footer in the house made her house

one hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't open the

standing for a while, he realized Isabella

she

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

he continued his conversation on

by his cold voice and quickly walked

waiting outside the door for a long

have dinner while the rest of them were

to hear, like the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but

at the three cars

What a sight...