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."

still in the microwave and couldn't

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

women's clothing for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for

had already taken the food out of the

haven't eaten yet.Let me finish my food before leaving with

tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a

this how you act as

cold expression.Isabella returned a confused

her heart, she

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

eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to not

who would

you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

that, he turned around

Isabella understood now.

skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed

saw Maxwell sitting in the living room, so she called, "Come

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

roll her eyes at him, but she faked

instantly put into a good mood

had to succumb

just

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look of

followed Maxwell to the dining

but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at

daily menu and

dining table.It was a

Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell

dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't too bad,

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

was pretty satisfied

the world to taste some light home-cooked

at that, Isabella started digging

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

trance, she couldn't help but

out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on

he gestured

doorbell rang again,

fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and

her

at Maxwell's back,

the house made her house

one hand while the other

for a while, he

turned around, she was in

are

continued his conversation on the

brought back to reality by his cold voice

been waiting outside the door

he expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the

carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm,

Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...