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."

still in the microwave and couldn't bear arguing with anymore,

her ponytail sway side to side as she ran, Maxwell's

to the mansion now.’ Without waiting for

had already taken the food out of the

yet.Let me

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

how you act as

a cold expression.Isabella returned

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

if I've eaten?" he looked at

doubt, eyes so clear

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

odd for him to not have

like someone who would starve himself for picking

to call her.’ Maxwell glanced at her and uttered

turned around and left the

Isabella understood now.

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

the dishes out to the dining table, she saw Maxwell sitting

isn't as good as the five-star restaurant, so don't complain.’ Maxwell snorted, "You

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

a good mood when he saw Isabella like

succumb to him even

I'll just

and gave Isabella a mocking

nodded and followed Maxwell

table, he noticed they were common homemade food, but he never had the chance to eat these because the chefs at Sharp Mansion

up his daily menu

on his dining table.It

reason, Isabella felt nervous watching Maxwell pick up

dishes, Isabella

as he looked into Isabella's bright eyes that were as clear as a stream

satisfied with his

was used to having all the delicacies in the world to taste some light home-cooked meal, his response should

at that, Isabella started digging in

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

in a trance, she couldn't help but

came out of the kitchen, Maxwell was on the phone, talking in a language that Isabella couldn't

he gestured to her

the doorbell rang again,

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

took the bag from her hand and strode towards

at

of a six footer in the house made her house

his phone in one hand while the other carried her luggage, Maxwell

standing for a while, he realized Isabella

turned around, she was

questioned with a frown, "What are you waiting for? Come and

continued his conversation on

brought back to reality by his cold voice

been waiting outside the door

the couple to have dinner while the rest of them were waiting and starving! He took the luggage from Maxwell as Isabella followed

wind right now, carrying a sense of coolness of the night, but his

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

What a sight...