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."

in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back

watched her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's eyes

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

the food out

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 it

how you act

Isabella with a cold

times in her heart, she dared not

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

round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for

who would starve

call her.’ Maxwell glanced

that, he turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

to pick her up? She felt embarrassed

she brought the dishes out to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room, so she called, "Come and have

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

at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let you taste the food I

good mood when he

enjoyed watching her who had to succumb to him even

just have

up from the couch and gave Isabella a

followed Maxwell to the

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

his daily menu

his dining table.It was a

watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery

tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't too

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

satisfied

the world

thoughts at that, Isabella

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

a trance, she couldn't help but have mixed

was on the phone, talking in a

he saw her, he

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

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

from her hand and strode towards

stared at Maxwell's back,

of a six footer in the house made her house seem

the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't open the

a while, he

he turned around, she was in

"What are you waiting for? Come and open the

finished speaking, he continued his

cold voice and

been waiting outside the door for a

did he expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed down the

carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm, and a little

the three cars parked downstairs and was

What a sight...