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."

her food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back into

side as she ran,

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

taken the food out of the

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

and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but it did soften

how you act

Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look at

her heart, she dared not show any hint of dissatisfaction

ask if I've eaten?" he looked at

of doubt, eyes so clear he could

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to not have dinner

would starve himself for picking

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

around and left the

Isabella understood now.

pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the

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

by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell

wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked

instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella

succumb to

I'll just

from the couch and gave Isabella

and followed Maxwell to the dining

but he never had the chance

switched up his daily menu and served

on his dining table.It was a

felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

dishes, Isabella inquired

looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were

was pretty satisfied with his

the world to taste some light

at that, Isabella started digging in as

said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most

the dishes in a trance, she couldn't

she came out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a language

he gestured to her

rang again, so

person who came to fetch them had arrived,

from her hand and

at

footer in the

one hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't open the

a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

he turned around, she was

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

speaking, he continued his conversation

to reality by his cold

had been waiting outside the door

the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and

a sense of coolness of the night, but his

Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs and was instantly

What a sight...