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."

his reminder, Isabella suddenly realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't

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

send the clothes to the mansion now.’

taken the food

yet.Let me

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

this how you act

at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a

in her heart, she dared not show

you ask if I've eaten?" he looked

big and round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for him to not

didn't seem like someone who would

waiting for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her

turned around and

Isabella understood now.

was right! How could he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed

she brought the dishes out to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in

myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell snorted, "You

but she faked

instantly put into a good mood when he saw Isabella

who had to succumb

just

and gave

Maxwell to the dining

noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to

menu and

dining

reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his

Isabella

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

was pretty satisfied with his

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

her thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in

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

the dishes in a trance, she couldn't help

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

saw her, he gestured to her to

the doorbell rang again,

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

the bag from her hand and strode towards

at Maxwell's back,

the house made her house seem

other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't open the

while, he realized Isabella

around, she was in

frown, "What are

he finished speaking, he continued his

instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice and

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

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

at the three cars parked

What a sight...