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."

was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she

she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking

to the mansion now.’ Without

taken the food

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

it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but

this how you act as

at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused

times in her heart,

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

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

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not

like someone who would starve himself for

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

turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

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

brought the dishes out to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room,

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

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

into a good mood when he saw Isabella

succumb to him even though she

just

from the couch and gave Isabella

and followed Maxwell

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

menu and

dining table.It was a

reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery

all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't too

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

pretty satisfied with his

someone who was used to having all the delicacies in the world to

her thoughts at that, Isabella started digging

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

trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

on the

her, he gestured to her to

rang again, so Maxwell got

them had arrived, Isabella

from her hand and

stared at Maxwell's

a six footer in the house made her house seem

his phone in one hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't

while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

he turned around, she was

are you waiting for? Come and open

continued his conversation on

by his cold voice

waiting outside the door for

have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell

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

stared at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...