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."

her food was still in the microwave and

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

the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell

the food out

"I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish my food before

more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like

how you act as a

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

times in her heart, she dared not show any hint

if I've eaten?" he

doubt, eyes so clear he could

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to not have

would

her.’ Maxwell glanced at

turned around

Isabella understood now.

dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had a second

dishes out to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room,

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

to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let you taste

instantly put into a good

watching her who had to succumb to him even though she was

I'll just have a

and gave Isabella

followed Maxwell to the dining

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

his daily menu and served him extravagant

on his dining table.It

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

tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired

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

was pretty satisfied with

in the world to taste some

her thoughts at that, Isabella

the end of the meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes

trance, she couldn't help but have

Maxwell was on

saw her, he gestured to her

rang again,

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

from her hand

stared at Maxwell's

of a six footer in the house made

his phone in one hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell

for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

he turned around, she was in

then questioned with a frown, "What are you waiting for? Come and open the

continued his

cold

the

the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from

voice was pleasant to hear, like the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the

stared at the three

What a sight...