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

she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up

the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply,

the food out of the

"I haven't eaten yet.Let me

more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She

how you act as a

a cold expression.Isabella returned

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

I've eaten?" he looked

full of doubt, eyes

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him

someone who would starve himself for picking

call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and

turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

How could he skip dinner to pick her up?

Maxwell sitting in the living room,

anyway, but my food isn't as good as

her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to

a good mood when he

her who had to succumb to

just

from the couch and gave

and followed Maxwell to

they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance

switched up his daily menu

on his dining

felt nervous watching Maxwell

dishes, Isabella

Maxwell unconsciously uttered something he didn't mean to as he looked into

was pretty satisfied

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

that, Isabella started digging in as

Maxwell, who said her

trance, she

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

he gestured to her to

rang again, so

to fetch them had arrived,

her hand and strode towards

at Maxwell's

presence of a six footer in the house made her house

hand while the other carried her

for a while, he realized Isabella didn't

around, she

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

finished speaking, he continued his

to reality by his cold voice and quickly

been waiting outside the door

the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell

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

at the three cars

What a sight...