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

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

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

taken the food out of the

Maxwell entering, she requested, "I haven't eaten yet.Let me finish my

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

how you

at Isabella with a cold expression.Isabella returned a

plenty of times in her heart,

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

were full of doubt, eyes so clear he

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him

seem like someone who would starve

call her.’ Maxwell glanced at

around

Isabella understood now.

dinner to pick her up? She felt embarrassed for the doubt she had

she brought the dishes out to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting in the living room,

my food isn't as good as the

her eyes at him, but she faked a smile instead, "Why would

into a good mood when he saw Isabella

who had to succumb to him even though she was

just have a

the couch and gave Isabella a mocking

nodded and followed Maxwell

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

daily menu and served

his dining table.It was a pretty fresh sight

reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick

Isabella inquired expectantly, "They aren't too bad,

mean to as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that

was pretty satisfied with his

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

that, Isabella started digging

she realized that Maxwell, who said her dishes tasted average had gobbled

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

she came out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking

her, he gestured to her to

doorbell rang again, so Maxwell got

who came to fetch them had arrived, Isabella picked

bag from her hand and strode towards the

at Maxwell's back,

presence of a six footer in the house made her

hand while the other carried her

a while, he realized Isabella didn't

around, she was

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

speaking, he continued his

his cold voice

waiting outside the

them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage

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

at the three cars parked

What a sight...