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."

reminder, Isabella suddenly realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so

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

some women's clothing for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting

taken the food out

yet.Let me finish

it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't

how you

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look

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

I've eaten?" he looked

were full of doubt, eyes so clear

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to

like someone who would

waiting for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at

turned around

Isabella understood now.

her up? She

sitting in the living room, so she called, "Come

all by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the

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

instantly put into a good mood when he saw

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

just have a

up from the couch and gave

followed Maxwell to

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

up his daily menu and served

his dining table.It was

nervous watching Maxwell

the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't

to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were

was pretty satisfied with his

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

her thoughts at that, Isabella

said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most of

trance, she couldn't help but

she came out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on

he gestured to her to

doorbell rang again, so

had arrived,

her

at Maxwell's back,

footer in the house made her house

other

standing for a while, he realized Isabella didn't

she was in a

frown, "What are you waiting for? Come

finished speaking, he continued his

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

had been waiting outside the door

couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and

a sense of coolness of the night,

lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars

What a sight...