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

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

the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up the phone and

already taken the food out

eaten yet.Let

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

this how you

cold expression.Isabella

in her heart, she dared

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

eyes were full of doubt, eyes

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not

someone who would starve himself for picking

for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her

that, he turned around

Isabella understood now.

was right! How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She

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

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

roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let you taste the food

good mood when

had to succumb to

I'll just have a

got up from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

Maxwell to

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

switched up his daily menu and

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

some reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his

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

into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as a stream under the

pretty satisfied with his

the delicacies in the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his

that, Isabella started digging in as

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

dishes in a trance,

on the phone, talking in a language

her, he gestured to her

rang again, so

had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed

took the bag from her hand and strode

stared at

presence of a six footer in the house made her house seem too

phone in one hand while the other

for a while, he realized

turned around, she was in

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

finished speaking, he continued his conversation on

reality by his cold voice and quickly

waiting outside the door for a

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

was pleasant to hear, like the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness

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

What a sight...