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."

realized her food was still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore, so she ran back into

as she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up his phone, he

seasons.Jot down her measurements and send the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for

the food out

yet.Let me finish my food

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

how you act as a

looked at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused

plenty of times in her heart, she dared not show any hint

if I've eaten?" he looked

doubt, eyes so clear he could see his

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

it was odd for him to not have

seem like someone who would starve himself for picking her

to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and

that, he turned around and

Isabella understood now.

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

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

can't finish it all by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good

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

a good

her who had to succumb to him even

I'll just have a

from the couch and gave Isabella a mocking look of

and followed Maxwell

food, but he never

up his daily menu and served him

on his dining

felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up his cutlery and

dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly,

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

was pretty satisfied

to having all the delicacies in the world to taste some light home-cooked

Isabella started digging in as

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

trance, she

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

her, he gestured to her to

again, so

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

from her hand and strode

at

presence of a six footer in the house made her house

while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell couldn't

he realized

turned around, she was in

then questioned with a frown, "What are you waiting

speaking, he continued his conversation on

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

waiting outside the

while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed down

chilly wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of

reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the

What a sight...