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

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

had already taken the food out of

she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish

tender than usual, and it almost sounded like

this how you act

looked at Isabella with a cold

times in her heart, she dared not show

eaten?" he

doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to

didn't seem like someone who would

call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

turned around

Isabella understood now.

he skip dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she

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

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

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

into a good mood

succumb to him even though she

just

couch and gave Isabella a mocking look

followed Maxwell to the

but he never had the chance to

up his daily menu and served

dining table.It was a pretty fresh

watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and dig

all the dishes, Isabella

to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes

satisfied with

the delicacies in the world to taste

at that, Isabella started digging in as

Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled

a trance, she couldn't help but

of the kitchen, Maxwell was on the

he gestured to her to

again, so Maxwell

them had arrived,

her hand and

stared at

six footer in the house made her house seem too

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

a while, he realized Isabella

turned around, she

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

speaking, he continued his conversation

was instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice and quickly walked over to

been waiting outside the door for a long

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

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

lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...