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."

Isabella suddenly realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so

as she ran, Maxwell's

mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up the phone and walked

had already taken the food out of

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

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

how you act

Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned

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

ask if I've eaten?" he

eyes were full of doubt,

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to not have

didn't seem like someone who would starve himself for picking her

to call her.’ Maxwell glanced

he turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

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

table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room, so she called,

food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't

heard his reply, Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let

good

had to succumb to him even though she was

I'll just have a

and gave Isabella a mocking look

Maxwell to the

homemade food, but he never had the chance

up his daily menu and served him

showed up on his dining table.It

Maxwell pick up his

Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't

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

was pretty satisfied with his

in the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his

at that, Isabella started digging in as

said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most of the food

dishes in a trance, she couldn't help but

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

he saw her, he gestured to her to

again, so

fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and

her hand

at

of a six footer in the house made

in one hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell

he realized Isabella didn't

she was in

are you waiting for? Come and

finished speaking, he continued his conversation on

back to reality by his cold voice and

waiting outside the door for a long

did he expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage

to hear, like the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night,

at the three cars parked downstairs and was instantly

What a sight...