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

watched her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his phone, he dialed

clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for

already taken the

requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let

like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but it did soften Maxwell's

this how you act as a

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look at

heart, she dared not show any

you ask if I've eaten?" he looked

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

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to

like someone who would starve

for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced

around and left the

Isabella understood now.

How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed

she saw Maxwell sitting in the

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

roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I?

into a good mood

enjoyed watching her who had to succumb to him

just have

got up from the couch and gave Isabella a

and followed Maxwell to

homemade food, but he never had the chance to

switched up his daily menu and served

showed up on his dining table.It was a

watching Maxwell pick up

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

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

was pretty satisfied

someone who was used to having all the delicacies in the world to taste some light home-cooked

Isabella started digging in as

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

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

on the phone, talking in a language that Isabella

he saw her, he gestured to her

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell got

that the person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella

from her hand and strode

at Maxwell's

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

while the other carried

a while, he realized Isabella didn't

turned around, she

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

continued

by his cold voice and quickly walked over to open

waiting outside the door for

of them were waiting and starving!

chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but

they reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...