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 bear arguing with anymore,

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

for all seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion

already taken the food out of the

Maxwell entering, she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let

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

you

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look at

him plenty of times in her heart, she dared not

eaten?" he looked at Isabella's puzzled

doubt, eyes so clear he could see

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to not have

would starve himself for picking

to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her

turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she

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

food isn't as good as

to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile

was instantly put into a good

who had to succumb to him even though she

I'll just

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking

nodded and followed Maxwell

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

switched up his daily menu

his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight for

some reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick

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

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

pretty satisfied with his

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

thoughts at that, Isabella

her dishes tasted average had gobbled

the dishes in a trance, she

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

saw her, he gestured to her

the doorbell rang again,

fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked up her

the bag from her hand

at Maxwell's back,

six footer in the house made her

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

he realized Isabella didn't

around, she was in a

are you waiting for? Come and open

continued his

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

had been waiting outside the door for

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

hear, like the chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice

they reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the

What a sight...