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."

was still in the microwave

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

down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting

already taken the food out of the

Maxwell entering, she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let

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

how you

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look at

times in her heart, she dared not show any hint of

eaten?" he looked

doubt, eyes so clear he could

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to not

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

you to call her.’ Maxwell

turned around

Isabella understood now.

pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had a

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

finish 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

but she faked a smile instead,

good mood when he saw Isabella

succumb to him even though

I'll just have a

from the couch and gave Isabella a

nodded and followed Maxwell to the

he never had the

daily menu and served

up on his dining table.It

felt nervous watching Maxwell pick

he had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't too

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

pretty satisfied

the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his response should be

at that, Isabella started

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

dishes in a trance,

on the phone, talking in a language that

saw her, he gestured

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell got

who came to fetch them had

took the bag from her hand

at

of a six footer in the house made

phone in one hand while the other

while, he

she was in a

"What are you waiting for? Come and

he finished speaking, he continued his conversation on

reality by his cold

had been waiting outside the door

while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed

now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice

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

What a sight...