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

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

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

had already taken the

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

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

this how you act as

cold

heart, she dared not

you ask if I've eaten?" he

doubt, eyes so

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not have

would starve

you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

around and

Isabella understood now.

How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had a second

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

food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant,

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

put into a good mood when

her who had to succumb to him even though she

I'll just have a

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking

Maxwell to the

noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at Sharp Mansion all had a

daily menu and served him extravagant

his dining table.It was a pretty

nervous watching Maxwell pick

all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

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

was pretty satisfied with his

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

thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in as

that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled

trance, she

was on the phone, talking in

he gestured to

the doorbell rang again, so

had arrived, Isabella picked up

bag from her hand and strode

stared at

presence of a six footer in the house

other

standing for a while, he

she was in a

are you waiting

continued his conversation on

cold voice and quickly walked over to open

outside the door

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

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

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

What a sight...