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."

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

side as she ran, Maxwell's

mansion now.’ Without waiting for a reply, Maxwell hung up

taken the food out of

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

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

this how you act as

Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a confused look

had scolded him plenty of times in her heart, she dared not show

ask if I've eaten?" he

of doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

for him to not

who would

waiting for you to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

he turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt

saw Maxwell sitting in the

it all by myself anyway, but my food isn't as good as the five-star restaurant,

wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would I? I'm honored to

good

who had to succumb to

just

up from the couch and gave

followed Maxwell to

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

his daily menu and served

never showed up on his dining

some reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick

the dishes, Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't

as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as

was pretty satisfied

the delicacies in the world

Isabella started

her

dishes in a trance,

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

saw her, he gestured

again, so Maxwell got

to fetch them had

Maxwell took the bag from her hand and strode towards

stared at Maxwell's

the house made her house

hand while the other carried her luggage,

standing for a while, he realized Isabella didn't follow

turned around, she was in

questioned with a frown, "What are you waiting

continued

cold voice and quickly

been waiting outside the

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

wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the

lobby, Isabella stared at the three cars parked downstairs

What a sight...