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 anymore, so she ran back

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

for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up the

already taken the food out of

entering, she requested, "I 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 didn't realize it herself,

you act as

Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned

she had scolded him plenty of times in her heart, she dared

I've eaten?"

of doubt, eyes so clear he could see

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to not have dinner

didn't seem like someone who would starve

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

that, he turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had

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

myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell snorted,

her eyes at him, but she faked a

was instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella

to succumb to him even though she

I'll just

and gave Isabella a

nodded and followed Maxwell to the dining

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

his daily menu and served him

dishes never showed up on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh

Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery

he had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired

mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as

satisfied

was used to having all the delicacies in the world to taste some

at that, Isabella started digging in

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

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

out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a language that Isabella

he gestured to her

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

who came to fetch them had arrived,

bag from her hand

at Maxwell's back,

the house made her house seem too

hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell

for a while, he realized

he turned around, she was in

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

he finished speaking, he continued his conversation on

cold voice

waiting outside the door for a

were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell

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

at the three cars parked downstairs and was instantly

What a sight...