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."

still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with

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

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

taken the food out of

haven't eaten yet.Let me finish

sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but it did

you

a cold

plenty of times in her heart, she dared not

eaten?" he looked at

doubt,

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to not have dinner

like someone who would starve himself for picking her

for you to call her.’

turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed

the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room,

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

was instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella

succumb to him even though she

I'll just

couch and gave

followed Maxwell to

they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these

menu and served

never showed up on his dining table.It

Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell

Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't

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

pretty satisfied with his

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

thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in

she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average

trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

Maxwell was on the phone,

saw her, he gestured to her

again, so Maxwell got

that the person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella

took the bag from her hand and strode

at Maxwell's back,

six footer in the

hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell

while, he realized Isabella

he turned around, she was in a

a frown, "What are you waiting for?

continued his conversation on the

was instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice and quickly walked over

had been waiting outside the door for

of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed

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

stared at the three cars

What a sight...