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."

microwave and couldn't

sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's

the clothes to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up the phone and walked to

already taken the food

eaten yet.Let me finish my food before

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

this how you act as

a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look at

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

you ask if I've eaten?" he looked at

full of doubt, eyes so clear he could

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him

someone who would

her.’

around

Isabella understood now.

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

saw Maxwell sitting

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

she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to let you taste

instantly put into a good mood

had to succumb to him

I'll just have a

and gave

nodded and followed Maxwell to the dining

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

his daily menu and served him

showed up on his dining table.It

some reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell

had tasted all the dishes, Isabella inquired

uttered something he didn't mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright

pretty satisfied with

used to having all the delicacies in the world to

thoughts at that, Isabella started

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

in a trance, she couldn't help

on the phone, talking

he gestured to her to

the doorbell rang again, so Maxwell

who came to fetch them had arrived,

took the bag from her

stared at Maxwell's back,

six footer in the house made her house

phone in one hand while the other carried her luggage,

standing for a while, he realized Isabella

around, she

questioned with a frown, "What are

he continued his

by his cold voice and quickly walked over

outside the

expect the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took

carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his voice was deep, calm, and a

the lobby, Isabella stared at the three

What a sight...