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,

he watched her ponytail sway side to side as she

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

the food

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

her voice became more tender than usual, and it almost sounded like a plea.She didn't realize it herself, but it did

you act as a

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a

times in her heart, she dared

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

full of doubt,

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

was odd for him to not have

seem like someone who would starve himself

you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and

turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

right! How could he skip dinner to pick her up?

Maxwell sitting in the living room, so she called,

good as the five-star restaurant,

she heard his reply, Isabella wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead,

good mood

succumb to him

just

up from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look of

and followed Maxwell to the dining

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

switched up his daily menu and served him

never showed up on his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight for

Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and dig

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

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

satisfied with his

used to having all the delicacies in the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his response

her thoughts at that, Isabella started digging in

Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled up most of the

the dishes in a trance, she couldn't help but have

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

saw her, he gestured

rang again, so Maxwell got

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

took the bag from her hand

at Maxwell's back,

six footer in the house made

hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell

a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

around, she

questioned with a frown, "What are you waiting for? Come

finished speaking, he continued his conversation on the

instantly brought back to reality by his cold voice and

the door

them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage

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

the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...