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

her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his phone, he dialed a

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

the food out of

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

almost sounded like

how you

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

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

I've eaten?"

big and round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to

like someone who would

call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

he turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

pick her up? She

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

anyway, but my food isn't as good

she faked a

was instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella like

to succumb to him even

just have

the couch and gave Isabella

Maxwell

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

daily menu and served

showed up on his dining table.It was a pretty

watching Maxwell pick up

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

as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes

satisfied

all the delicacies in the world

Isabella started digging in as

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

the dishes in a trance, she

Maxwell was on the

her, he gestured

the doorbell rang again, so

that the person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked

her hand and strode

at Maxwell's

presence of a six footer in the house made her house seem too

while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell

for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

turned around, she was in

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

he finished speaking, he continued his conversation on

instantly brought back to reality by his cold

waiting outside the door

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

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

lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked

What a sight...