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."

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

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

measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’

taken the food out

eaten yet.Let me finish my food before leaving with

her voice became more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself,

how you

with a cold

of times in her heart, she dared not show

if I've eaten?"

doubt, eyes so clear he could see

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to

someone who would starve himself for picking

call her.’ Maxwell

that, he turned around and

Isabella understood now.

right! How could he skip dinner to pick her up?

she brought the dishes out to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living

myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell snorted, "You

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

instantly put into a good mood when he saw

had to succumb to him even though she

just have a

and gave

followed Maxwell

noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at Sharp Mansion all had

up his daily menu

dishes never showed up on his dining

watching Maxwell pick up his

the dishes, Isabella inquired

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

satisfied with his

who was used to having all the delicacies in the world

her thoughts at that, Isabella

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

dishes in a trance,

was on the phone, talking in a language that Isabella

saw her, he gestured to her to

again, so

fetch them had

Maxwell took the bag from her hand and strode

stared at

presence of a six footer in the house made her house seem

one hand while the other carried

a while, he realized Isabella didn't

turned around, she was in a

frown, "What are you waiting

continued his conversation

back to reality by his cold voice and quickly walked

been waiting outside the

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

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

they reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...