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

her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his phone, he dialed

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

had already taken the food out of

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

tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't

how you act as a

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a

of times in her heart, she dared not show any hint

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

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

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to not

someone who would starve himself for picking

waiting for you to call her.’

that, he turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed

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

finish it all by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell snorted, "You don't sound willing,

heard his reply, Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile

into a good mood when

had to succumb to him even though she

just have

the couch and gave Isabella a

nodded and followed Maxwell

the food on 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

up his daily menu and served him extravagant

his dining table.It

nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

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

satisfied with his

to having all the delicacies in the world to

thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in

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

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

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

her, he gestured to her

again, so Maxwell got

fetch them had arrived, Isabella

her

stared at Maxwell's back,

in the house made her house seem

his phone in one hand while the other carried her luggage,

standing for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

around, she was in a

with a frown, "What are you waiting for?

finished speaking, he continued

was instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice and quickly walked

the door

the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella

right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice

the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...