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."

microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore,

he watched her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's

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

had already taken the

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

usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She

this how you act

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

her heart, she dared not show any hint of dissatisfaction on

eaten?" he looked at Isabella's puzzled

full of doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to not have dinner

like someone who would starve himself for

for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at

that, he turned around

Isabella understood now.

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

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

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

at him, but she faked

good mood when he saw Isabella like

had to succumb to him even

just have a

the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

and followed Maxwell

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

his daily menu and

dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight for

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 bright eyes

was pretty satisfied

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

thoughts at that, Isabella started

Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average

dishes in a trance, she couldn't help but have

the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a language that

her, he gestured to

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell got

to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed

took the bag from her hand

at

the house made her house seem

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

a while, he realized Isabella

she was

a frown, "What are you waiting for? Come and

continued

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

waiting outside the door for a

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

like the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm,

lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs and

What a sight...