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

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

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

the

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

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

you

Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella

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

I've eaten?" he looked at Isabella's puzzled

full of doubt, eyes so

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him

someone who would starve

for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her

turned around and

Isabella understood now.

dinner to pick her up? She felt

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

food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’

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

good mood when

watching her who had to succumb to him

just

couch and

and followed Maxwell to the

but he never had the chance to eat

up his daily menu and

never showed up on his dining table.It was

reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his

Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't

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

satisfied

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

her thoughts at that, Isabella started

end of the meal, she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average

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

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

her, he gestured to

rang again, so

them had arrived, Isabella picked up her luggage and followed Maxwell

from her hand and strode towards

stared at

in the house

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

standing for a while, he realized

she was

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

he finished speaking, he continued his conversation on the

to reality by his cold voice and quickly walked over to open the

had been waiting outside the door for

the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took

sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep,

lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked

What a sight...