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."

his reminder, Isabella suddenly realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back into the

she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his

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

the food out

"I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish

almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize

how you act as

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a

times in her heart,

eaten?" he

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

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to not have

didn't seem like someone who would starve himself for

to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at

that, he turned around

Isabella understood now.

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

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

my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't

him, but she faked a smile instead,

was instantly put into a good mood when he saw

had to succumb to him even though she

just have

the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look of

nodded and followed Maxwell to the dining

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

menu

showed up on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight

Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his

tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

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

satisfied with his

the world to taste

thoughts at that, Isabella started digging

the meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her

washing the dishes in a trance, she couldn't help

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

he gestured to her

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell got

who came to fetch them had arrived,

took the bag from her

at Maxwell's back,

of a six footer in the house made her house seem

one hand while the other carried her luggage,

standing for a while, he realized Isabella didn't

he turned around, she was

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

speaking, he continued his

cold voice and

waiting outside the

were

sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was

stared at the three cars parked

What a sight...