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."

food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with

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

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

already taken the food

haven't eaten yet.Let me finish my food before leaving with

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

how you act as

Isabella with a cold

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

you ask if I've eaten?" he

of doubt,

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to not have dinner

who would starve himself for picking

her.’ Maxwell glanced

he turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for

table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room, so she called, "Come and have

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

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

instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella like

her who had to succumb to him even though she was

just have

the couch and gave

and followed Maxwell to the dining

he never had the chance to

switched up his daily menu and served

his dining

Maxwell pick up

Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear

satisfied

someone who was used to having all the delicacies in the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his response should be considered a

at that, Isabella started digging in as

realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted

washing the dishes in a trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

was on the phone, talking in

her, he gestured to her to

doorbell rang again,

person who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and

her hand and strode

at

footer in the house

one hand while the other

a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

turned around, she was in

then questioned with a frown, "What are you

finished speaking, he continued

back to reality by his cold voice and quickly

been waiting outside the door

them were waiting and starving! He

wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm, and a

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

What a sight...