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."

microwave and couldn't

her ponytail sway side to side as she

mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up

already taken the food out

haven't eaten yet.Let me finish

almost sounded like a plea.She

you act as a

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

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

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

and round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to not have dinner

who would starve

call her.’ Maxwell glanced at

turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had a second

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

but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant,

Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked

was instantly put into a good

watching her who had to succumb to him

just have a

up from the couch and gave Isabella a

Maxwell

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

menu and served him

showed up on his dining table.It was a pretty

some reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up

the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that

satisfied with his

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

at that, Isabella started digging

the meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes

a trance, she

was on the phone, talking in a language

saw her, he gestured

again, so Maxwell got

fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed

Maxwell took the bag from her

stared at Maxwell's back,

of a six footer in the house made her house

one hand while the other carried

he realized Isabella didn't follow

she was

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

he finished speaking, he continued

cold

the door

rest of them were waiting and starving! He

right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night,

the three cars parked downstairs and was instantly

What a sight...