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."

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

she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his phone, he dialed a

the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply,

the food

entering, she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish

usual, and it almost sounded like

you act

looked at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned

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

if I've eaten?" he

round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to

like someone who would

her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

around and left the

Isabella understood now.

up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had

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

as good as

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

good

had to succumb to him even though she

just have

got up from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

Maxwell

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

his daily menu and

dining table.It was a pretty

reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up

all the dishes, Isabella inquired

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

pretty satisfied with

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

Isabella started digging in as

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

washing the dishes in a trance, she couldn't

kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a

her, he gestured to

doorbell rang again, so

came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her

her hand and strode towards the

stared at Maxwell's

of a six footer in the house made

one hand while the other

a while, he

she

frown, "What are

finished speaking, he continued his conversation on the

by his cold voice and

the door for a long

couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed down the

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

Isabella stared at the

What a sight...