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

as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his phone,

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

had already taken the food out of

haven't eaten yet.Let me finish

more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like

this how you act

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look at

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

you ask if I've eaten?" he

doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for

someone who would starve himself

her.’ Maxwell glanced at

around

Isabella understood now.

to pick her up?

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

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

faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let you taste the food

instantly put into a good mood when he

succumb to

I'll just have

the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

followed Maxwell to the dining

table, he noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at Sharp

daily menu and served

his dining table.It was a pretty fresh

felt nervous watching Maxwell

dishes, Isabella inquired

into Isabella's bright eyes that were

pretty satisfied with his

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

Isabella started digging in

Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most of the

a trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

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

he gestured to her

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage

took the bag from her hand and strode towards the

stared at Maxwell's

presence of a six footer in the house made

the other carried her luggage,

a while, he realized Isabella

she was in a

frown, "What are you waiting for?

he continued

by his cold voice and quickly

been waiting outside the door for

have dinner while the rest of them were waiting

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

lobby, Isabella stared at the

What a sight...