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."

food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore,

she ran, Maxwell's

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 phone and walked

the food out of

eaten yet.Let me finish my food before leaving with

sounded like

you

Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella

her heart, she dared not show any hint of

if I've eaten?" he looked

full of doubt, eyes

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for

didn't seem like someone who would starve

you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced

he turned around and

Isabella understood now.

pick her up?

the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room,

good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell snorted, "You don't

to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would

put into a good mood when

had to succumb to him even

just have

up from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look of

followed Maxwell

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

switched up his daily menu and

up on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh

Maxwell pick up his cutlery and dig

had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

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

was pretty satisfied with his

world to taste

at that, Isabella started digging in

that Maxwell, who said her dishes

dishes in a trance, she couldn't help but have

Maxwell was on the phone, talking

her, he

the doorbell rang again,

who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella

bag from her hand and strode

at

of a six footer in the house made her house

other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't open

a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

turned around, she was in

are

continued his

instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice

outside the door for

to have dinner while the rest of them were

carrying a sense of coolness of the night,

stared at the three cars

What a sight...