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."

realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with

ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes

down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a

taken the food out of

yet.Let me finish my food

her voice became more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize

how you act as

cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look

heart, she dared

if I've eaten?" he looked at

doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to not have dinner

seem like someone who would starve

for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

turned around and

Isabella understood now.

he skip dinner to pick her up?

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

by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so

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

instantly put into a good mood

had to succumb to him even though she

I'll just have a

the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

and followed Maxwell to the dining

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

up his daily menu and served him extravagant

on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight

Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

had tasted all the dishes, Isabella

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

satisfied

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

Isabella started digging

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

dishes in a trance, she couldn't help but have

the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in

her, he gestured to her to

again,

them had arrived, Isabella

took the bag from her hand

stared at Maxwell's back,

of a six footer in the house

hand while the other carried her

he realized Isabella didn't

she

frown, "What are you waiting for? Come

speaking, he continued his conversation on the

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

the door

he expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed

right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm, and a little sexy

the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars

What a sight...