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."

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

side to side as she ran,

all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without

had already taken the food out of the

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

voice became more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but it did

this how you

cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look

she had scolded him plenty of times in her heart, she dared

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

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

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to

would starve himself

call her.’ Maxwell glanced

around and left

Isabella understood now.

pick her up? She felt embarrassed for

dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living

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

her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to

put into a good mood when he saw

had to succumb to him even though she was

just

up from the couch and

Maxwell to the

never had the

his daily menu and

up on his dining table.It was a pretty

nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and dig

the dishes, Isabella inquired

Maxwell unconsciously uttered something he didn't mean to as he looked into

was pretty satisfied

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

at that, Isabella started

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

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

was on the phone, talking in a language

saw her, he gestured to her

doorbell rang again, so

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

bag from her hand and strode towards

at

six footer in the house made her house seem too

his phone in one hand while the other

for a while, he realized

turned around, she

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

he continued his

by his cold voice and

the door for

the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage

right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep,

stared at the three cars

What a sight...