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."

his reminder, Isabella suddenly realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't

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

mansion now.’ Without waiting for

taken the

she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let

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

you act as a

cold expression.Isabella returned a confused

in her heart, she

if I've eaten?"

round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he could see

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him

would starve

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

turned around and

Isabella understood now.

to pick her up? She felt embarrassed

the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in

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

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

good

had to succumb to him

I'll just

couch and gave Isabella a mocking look of

Maxwell to the

he never had the

daily menu and

his dining table.It

nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't too bad,

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

was pretty satisfied

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

her thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in as

meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her

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

was on the phone, talking in a language that

he gestured to her to

rang again, so

person who came to fetch them had

bag from her

at Maxwell's

a six footer in the house

other carried

standing for a while, he realized Isabella

turned around, she was in

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

he continued his conversation on

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

outside the door

have dinner while the rest of them were waiting

right now, carrying a sense of coolness

they reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...