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."

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

side to side as she

measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a

already taken the

requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish my food before leaving

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

how you

at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused

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

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

eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to not

seem like someone who would starve

her.’ Maxwell glanced at

around and left the

Isabella understood now.

to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had a

sitting in the living

it all by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant,

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

into a good mood

succumb to him even though she

just have

got up from the couch and

followed Maxwell to the dining

noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these

daily menu

up on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh

nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

something he didn't mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as

pretty satisfied

delicacies in the world to taste some light

thoughts at that, Isabella

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

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

Maxwell was on the phone, talking

saw her, he gestured to

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

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

Maxwell took the bag from her hand and strode towards

at Maxwell's back,

a six footer in the house

his phone in one hand while the other carried her

standing for a while, he realized

he turned around, she was in

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

he continued his conversation on the

was instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice and quickly

had been waiting outside the door

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

sense of coolness of the

the three cars parked

What a sight...