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."

the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so

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

clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up the phone and walked to the

already taken the food out of the

she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish

and it almost sounded like a plea.She

you act as

cold expression.Isabella returned a

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

ask if I've eaten?" he looked

were full of doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to not have

like someone who would starve himself

waiting for you to call her.’

he turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

was right! How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for

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

can't finish it all by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the

reply, Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked

a good mood when he saw Isabella like

watching her who had to succumb

just have a

couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

and followed Maxwell to the

common homemade food, but he never had the chance

his daily menu and

on his dining table.It

felt nervous watching Maxwell

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

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

was pretty satisfied

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

at that, Isabella

her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most of the

in a trance, she

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

he saw her, he gestured

rang again, so Maxwell got

to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed

from her hand

stared at Maxwell's back,

a six footer in the

while the other

while, he realized

around, she

are you waiting for? Come and open

continued

reality by his cold voice and quickly

the door

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

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

reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...