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."

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

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

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

had already taken the food

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

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

this how you act as

looked at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look at

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

I've eaten?" he looked

round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he could see his

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not have

like someone who would

waiting for you to call her.’

around and left the

Isabella understood now.

he skip dinner to pick her up? She

dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room, so she called, "Come and have

as good as the five-star restaurant, so

roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile

put into a good

enjoyed watching her who had to succumb to

just have

the couch and gave Isabella

and followed Maxwell to the

he never

up his daily menu and

on his dining table.It was

felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery

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

as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as a stream

satisfied with

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

thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in

the meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted

a trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

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

he saw her, he

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

the person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage

bag from her hand and strode towards the

at Maxwell's

presence of a six footer in the house

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

for a while, he realized

turned around, she

are you waiting for? Come and open the

finished speaking, he continued his conversation

his cold

the door for a long

the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving!

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

the lobby, Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...