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."

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

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

to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply,

taken the

haven't eaten yet.Let

than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but it did soften Maxwell's

how you act as a

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

scolded him plenty of times in her heart, she dared not show any hint of dissatisfaction

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

of doubt, eyes so

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to not

seem like someone who would

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

turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

her up? She felt embarrassed

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

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

him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let you taste

good mood when he saw Isabella

succumb to

I'll just have

couch and

Maxwell to the dining

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

up his daily menu and served him extravagant

dishes never showed up on his dining table.It was a

watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery

dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

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

satisfied with

someone who was used to having all the delicacies in the world to

thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in

Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most of

dishes in a trance, she couldn't

was on the phone, talking in a

her, he gestured to her

the doorbell rang again, so

them had arrived, Isabella

the bag from her hand and strode

at Maxwell's back,

a six footer in the house made

while the other

a while, he realized

she was in

"What are you waiting for? Come and open

he finished speaking, he continued his conversation on

by his cold voice and quickly walked over to open the

waiting outside the

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

reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs and was

What a sight...