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."

in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back

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

some women's clothing for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion

taken the food out

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

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

how you

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

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

eaten?" he

and round eyes were full of doubt, eyes

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to not have dinner

didn't seem like someone who would

waiting for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at

turned around and

Isabella understood now.

to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she

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

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

Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a

good mood when he saw Isabella

to succumb to him even though she

I'll just have

and gave

and followed Maxwell to the

food, but he never had the chance to eat these because

his daily menu

his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight

Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up

he had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that

was pretty satisfied

in the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his response should be considered a

that, Isabella started

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

a trance, she couldn't

on the phone, talking in a

he saw her, he gestured to her

the doorbell rang again, so

who came to fetch them had

her hand and strode towards the

stared at Maxwell's

footer in the

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

he realized Isabella didn't follow

around, she was in

then questioned with a frown, "What are you waiting for?

he finished speaking, he continued his conversation on the

cold voice and quickly walked

the door for a

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

sense of coolness of the night,

Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...