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

watched her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking

for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up the phone and walked

taken the food out of

eaten yet.Let me finish my food before

sounded like a plea.She didn't realize

this how you act

looked at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella

plenty of times in her heart, she dared not

you ask if I've eaten?"

big and round eyes were full of doubt, eyes

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for

didn't seem like someone who would starve himself for picking her

for you to call her.’

that, he turned around

Isabella understood now.

her up? She felt embarrassed for

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

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

at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let you taste

a good mood when

to succumb to him

just have a

the couch and gave Isabella a mocking

followed Maxwell to the dining

they were common homemade food, but he never

switched up his daily menu and served him

on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight for

Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

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

was pretty satisfied with his

world to taste some light

thoughts at that, Isabella started

realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes

dishes in a trance, she

kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a language that Isabella

saw her, he gestured

rang again, so Maxwell got

that the person who came to fetch them had arrived,

took the bag from her hand and

stared at

in the house

the other carried her luggage, Maxwell

standing for a while, he

around, she was

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

he finished speaking, he continued

was instantly brought back to reality by his cold

had been waiting outside the door

were waiting and

chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of

they reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars

What a sight...