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."

still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back into the

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

down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up the

already taken the food out of

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

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

this how you act as a

at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned

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

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

were full of doubt, eyes so clear he could see

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to

someone who would starve himself

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

he turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

pick her up?

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

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

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

was instantly put into a good

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

I'll just have

from the couch and gave

and followed Maxwell to the dining

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

up his daily menu and served him

never showed up on his dining table.It was a

some reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

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

was pretty satisfied with

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

her thoughts at that, Isabella

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

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

kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a language that

her, he gestured to

doorbell rang again, so

person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed Maxwell

bag from her hand

stared at Maxwell's back,

of a six footer in the house made her house

other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't

standing for a while, he realized

turned around, she

with a frown, "What are you waiting for? Come

speaking, he continued his conversation

to reality by his cold voice and quickly walked over to open the

outside the door

did he expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving!

of coolness of the night, but

reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...