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

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

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

had already taken the food out

eaten yet.Let me finish my food

than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it

this how you act

a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look

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

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

round eyes were full of doubt, eyes

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not

who would starve

to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at

he turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She

she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room,

my food isn't as good as the

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

good mood when he saw Isabella

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

just have a

and gave

and followed Maxwell to the dining

the 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

up his daily menu and served him extravagant

showed up on his dining table.It was a pretty

Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as

was pretty satisfied

the world to taste

thoughts at that, Isabella

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

a trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

she came out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a

her, he gestured to her to

again, so Maxwell

who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up

Maxwell took the bag from her hand and strode towards

stared at Maxwell's

the house

in one hand while the other carried her luggage,

he

he turned around, she

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

he continued his conversation on the

instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice and quickly walked over

been waiting outside the door for

were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed down the

chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm, and a little sexy

lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars

What a sight...