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."

her food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear

as she ran, Maxwell's eyes

for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’

the food out of the

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

became more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a

you act as a

at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella

times in her heart, she dared not show any hint

eaten?" he looked at Isabella's puzzled

big and round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for

like someone who would starve himself for picking her

call her.’ Maxwell glanced

he turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed

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

as 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

instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella

her who had to succumb to him even though she was

just

the couch and gave Isabella a

Maxwell to the dining

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

switched up his daily menu and served

never showed up on his dining

reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his

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

into Isabella's

satisfied

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

at that, Isabella started digging in

realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted

the dishes in a trance,

was on the phone, talking in a language that Isabella couldn't

her, he gestured to her

again,

person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her

Maxwell took the bag from her hand and

at Maxwell's

six footer in the house made her house seem

the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't

while, he realized

she was

"What are

he finished speaking, he continued his

back to reality by his cold voice and quickly

waiting outside the door for

rest of them were waiting and starving!

voice was pleasant to hear, like the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep,

stared at the three cars parked

What a sight...