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."

was still in the microwave and couldn't

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

clothing for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up the

taken the food out of the

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

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

this how you act as

Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella

scolded him plenty of times in her heart, she dared not

you ask if I've eaten?" he looked at

eyes were full of doubt,

"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

turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

pick her up? She felt embarrassed

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

food isn't as good

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

a good mood

had to succumb to him even though

I'll just

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking

Maxwell to

never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at Sharp Mansion

his daily menu and served him extravagant

showed up on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight for

watching Maxwell

tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

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

was pretty satisfied with his

in the world to taste some

her thoughts at that, Isabella started digging

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

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

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

he

rang again,

the person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella

from her hand and strode

stared at Maxwell's

in the house made her house

one hand while the other

while, he realized

she was in a

a frown, "What are

continued his conversation on

his cold

been waiting outside the door

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

a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was

the three cars

What a sight...