Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

Isabella shoved the man who was grabbing Dolcie, protecting the latter behind her.

"I'm calling the police if you don't let go of her! The child is hers, so it's up to her to decide whether she wants to keep it!"

Isabella defended Dolce and glared at the guards.

The guards felt helpless by Isabella's sudden involvement.

They were just following orders, but if this chaos continued, it would attract a crowd, and it would be difficult to explain to their head.

"What's going on? Why haven't they caught her yet?"

Morgan had waited inside the room for a long time, but no one came back, so he went out to take a look.

It definitely was a huge mistake for him to head out because coincidentally, he happened to meet Isabella's eyes.

Was he a jinx? The one person he was worried about appeared right before his eyes...

"Morgan?"

Isabella looked at Morgan, who walked out of the gynecology department, and her heart sank.

Didn't Morgan follow Maxwell to Sturg? Why was he here? Did that mean Maxwell was back? Could the child in Dolcie's belly...

"M-Madam, why are you here?"

He must have been cursed today.

Nothing went right ever since they returned.

He merely wanted to deal with the issue quickly and leave, but now he was facing the person he dreaded.

"What are you going to do to my sister? Is Mr.Sharp here too?"

Isabella looked at Morgan and unconsciously clenched her fists.

"Let her in."

A cold voice sounded.

Before Morgan could speak, Isabella's thoughts were confirmed.

Morgan then ordered the guards to retreat to the side.

Carefully pulling the hem of Isabella's shirt, Dolcie asked, "Bella, you know him, don't you? Can you persuade him not to abort the child? I can't live without this child!"

Isabella turned to look at Dolcie.She knew her sister never liked her.

It was probably because she felt Isabella had taken away all the attention from her father ever since she joined the Chapman family.

She hasn't returned for Thanksgiving this year.

It had been a long time since they last saw each other.

When Isabella took a closer look, she noticed her sister's previous baby-fat face had been sharp and thin now, pale and terrified.

"Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you and your child." Isabella gently patted Dolcie's hand to comfort her.

Hearing that, Dolcie was still a little worried, but she chose to believe in her sister because she was the only person Dolcie could rely on now.

took a

she had to make sure he took responsibility no matter what! Entering the room, Isabella saw Maxwell sitting beside

in a meticulous silver-grey suit, and

anxious when she met

the look in Dolcie's eyes just now, she immediately mustered up all her

did you

the conversation,

now.’ Isabella looked at Maxwell and

she have the courage to speak again, "Dolcie is Uncle Daniel's

should

said, he sneered, "Aren't I

should take care of her, not abort the child! Aborting a child is very harmful to a woman's body! It's also

tone,

dimmed a little because

convenient, huh? So you can leave once

questioned coldly, anger

desperate to get rid of him and escape from

out when other women were so eager to get close to him?! "That's not what

even think

was definitely on a

of her, what about you? You're

Maxwell got up slowly.

was seated, Isabella didn't feel particularly oppressed, but now that he stood up,

know how to respond to

up her position as

lost, don't ever think of leaving me.’ Maxwell walked to Isabella's side and reached out to pull her into his

she let

want? As a man, don't you even have the least bit

as she glared at

down at

to beg me.’ It was a simple sentence, but it made her

expression, Maxwell could see the pain in her eyes.Despite that,

I beg you.Please, don't let my sister abort the child.Please, take good care of her.’ Hearing her plea, Maxwell felt raw anger

promise? Do you think I will promise you for

let go of

could sense his fury, and instantly, she was enveloped by a gloomy

do you want me

an unruly and sinister way,

other emotions running through her head at the moment, but it wasn't a good

wait until we go back?" Isabella asked in a

now.’ His powerful and cold voice seemed to break through all of her

Isabella didn't reply for a long

"Morgan, get the guards..."

he could finish, Isabella covered his

won't hurt her

her fists clenched, Isabella had obviously lost her dignity and was disgusted with the current situation, but she had to

In response, he nodded.

end of this matter.’ Morgan and Dolcie, who were outside, were taken aback

she had just survived

didn't know how Isabella made Maxwell give up the idea, he knew the young CEO

daring to delay his task, Morgan quickly arranged for a few guards to stand at

"What about my sister..."