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

she ran, Maxwell's eyes darkened.Picking up

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

had already taken the food

"I haven't eaten yet.Let

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

this how you act

with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look

him plenty of times in her heart,

eaten?" he looked at

round eyes were full of doubt, eyes so clear he could

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

felt it was odd for

who would

you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and

that, he turned around and left

Isabella understood now.

skip dinner to pick her up? She

dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living

food isn't as good

at him, but she faked

good mood when

who had to succumb to him even though she was

just have

and gave Isabella a mocking look of

nodded and followed Maxwell

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

his daily menu and served

up on his dining table.It was a pretty

some reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick

all the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They

unconsciously uttered something he didn't mean to as he looked into

was pretty satisfied

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

that, Isabella started digging

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

trance, she couldn't help but have

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

saw her, he gestured to her

doorbell rang again, so

had arrived,

her

at Maxwell's back,

footer in the house made her house

while the other

he realized Isabella didn't follow

she was

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

he continued his

cold voice and quickly walked over

been waiting outside the door for

them were

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

reached the lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs and was

What a sight...