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

side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up

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

the food out of the

"I haven't eaten yet.Let

usual, and it almost sounded like a

how you act as a

cold expression.Isabella

her heart, she dared not show any hint of dissatisfaction

if I've eaten?" he looked at Isabella's

of doubt, eyes so clear he could see his

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to not have

who would starve himself for picking her

for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and

around and left the

Isabella understood now.

could he skip dinner to pick her up? She

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

anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell snorted, "You don't sound willing,

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

was instantly put into a good mood when he saw

who had to succumb to him even though she

just have a

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look of

and followed Maxwell

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

menu and served him extravagant

never showed up on his dining

reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and dig

had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired

mean to as he looked into Isabella's

was pretty satisfied with his

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

at that, Isabella

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

dishes in a trance, she couldn't help but

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

saw her, he gestured to her to

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage

from her hand

at Maxwell's

footer in the house made her house seem too

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

standing for a while, he realized Isabella

turned around, she was in a

a frown, "What are you waiting for?

finished speaking, he continued his conversation on

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

been waiting outside the door for

did he expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and

sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm,

Isabella stared at the three cars

What a sight...