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 and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran

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

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

taken the food out

entering, she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish my food before leaving with

than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize

this how you act

with a cold

him plenty of times in her heart,

ask if I've eaten?" he

round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to not

seem like someone who would starve himself for picking

for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and

around

Isabella understood now.

How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had

sitting in the living room, so she

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

eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why

was instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella

enjoyed watching her who had to succumb to him even though she

just have a

couch and gave Isabella a mocking

nodded and followed Maxwell to the dining

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

daily menu and served

up on his dining table.It was

Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

something he didn't mean to as he looked into

pretty satisfied with his

the delicacies in the world to taste

her thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in

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

the dishes in a trance, she couldn't help

she came out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on

he

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

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

took the bag from her hand and strode towards the

at Maxwell's back,

the house made her

his phone in one hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't

standing for a while, he realized Isabella didn't

around, she was in a

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

he finished speaking, he continued his conversation on

reality by his cold voice and

the door for a long

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

like the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the

the three cars parked downstairs and

What a sight...