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

watched her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his

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

the

haven't eaten yet.Let me finish

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

this how you act

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

in her heart,

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

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

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not

who would

waiting for you to call her.’

turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had

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

but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell snorted, "You don't sound willing,

faked a smile instead,

good mood when he saw Isabella like

succumb to him even though she was

I'll just have a

the couch and gave Isabella a

nodded and followed Maxwell to the dining

on the table, he noticed they were common homemade food, but he never

up his daily menu and served him extravagant

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

watching Maxwell pick

had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't

something he didn't mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as

satisfied with his

the world

her thoughts at that, Isabella started digging

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

trance,

was on the phone, talking in a

he gestured to her to

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed Maxwell

her hand and strode towards

stared at

a six footer in the house made her house seem

one hand while the other carried

standing for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

around, she was in a

then questioned with a frown, "What are you

speaking, he continued his conversation

cold voice and quickly walked over

outside the door for a

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

sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm, and a little

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

What a sight...