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 back into the

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

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

taken the food out of

requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let

like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but it did soften Maxwell's

how you

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

plenty of times in her heart,

you ask if I've eaten?"

of doubt, eyes so

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to not

like someone who would starve himself

for you to call her.’ Maxwell

he turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

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

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

myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the

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

instantly put into a good mood when he

watching her who had to succumb to

just have

and gave Isabella a mocking

nodded and followed Maxwell

were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these

daily menu and served

dishes never showed up on his dining table.It was

nervous watching Maxwell pick up his

all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

didn't mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes

pretty satisfied with

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

thoughts at that, Isabella started digging

meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted

dishes in a trance,

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

he saw her, he gestured to

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

had arrived, Isabella picked

took the bag from her hand

at Maxwell's

a six footer in the house made her house

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

standing for a while, he realized Isabella

turned around, she was in

with a frown, "What are you waiting for?

finished speaking, he continued his

his cold voice and

been waiting outside the door for a long

them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell

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

the lobby, Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...