Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

Isabella left the director's office as she didn't want to think about what happened afterward in the hospital.

Since Dennis was here, and Morgan had already put pressure on him, she believed he could handle it well.

Thinking of that, Isabella couldn't help but sigh at the fact that capitalism sometimes worked wonders.

After contemplating for a while, Isabella decided to give Noel a call.

"Hey, you don't have to look for the footage for me anymore.The hospital took care of it already."

As soon as Noel picked up the call, Isabella informed her about the situation.

At the same time, she felt lucky that her hospital wasn't under Noel's jurisdiction, otherwise, she would have found out what actually happened.

"Oh? That's efficient! I just got the footage too, and you were right."

Noel was watching the footage while she replied to her friend.

"Yup! Now that there's evidence and the culprits admitted their mistakes, there's nothing left for me to do.When are you free? I'll make you some pie!"

Isabella blinked her eyes and couldn't help but sigh silently, because Maxwell's efficiency was no joke.

"Come over this weekend! It's my day off.I want to introduce you to someone too!"

Noel paused for a moment before saying it mysteriously.

When Isabella heard that, she couldn't help but inquire curiously, "Wait, are you finally introducing me to your mysterious boyfriend?"

"What?! No! I have a pretty good friend, and he's single, so I want to introduce him to you!"

Noel pretended to be angry when she heard that question.

"Then forget it, I'm not coming,"

Isabella refused curtly.

Even if she had ten times the courage, she wouldn't dare to go on any blind date.

If Maxwell knew about it, her life would be miserable.

"No, wait! I was joking.Just come to my house this weekend."

When Noel heard Isabella's refusal, she immediately took back her words.

"Alright.I'll call you then."

Isabella nodded and hung up the phone.

When Maxwell's driver saw Isabella coming out of the hospital, he drove the car to the main entrance.

Even though the traffic was heavy at the entrance, fortunately, the car he drove wasn't too eye-catching, so no one paid special attention.

"Drop me at Raffles.I wanna get something."

Isabella requested as she didn't waste the opportunity to use her available resources.

In response, the driver nodded his head and started the car immediately.

When they arrived at the destination, Isabella didn't expect the driver to follow her, so she was speechless...

Although Maxwell's worry wasn't unreasonable, this was a bit too much.

Others might find it strange if they saw someone following her around like a bodyguard...

"You don't have to worry, madam.I won't get too close.I'm just here to keep you safe, and I'll keep my distance."

The driver seemed to read Isabella's mind, so he explained quickly.

Isabella

her for the shirt when she got home, so

clothes were, and they seemed they were

went into some of the luxury

found a grey shirt that

her

promoter kept on recommending a tie that would go really well with the shirt, putting

out of the store with a paper bag, she felt like she had spent her

This was too much...

a months’

went home early, leaving Tyler

know about Maxwell's

to ask Tyler to pass the shirt to Maxwell, but after thinking about it, she thought it was better to

that in mind, Isabella carried the

a book for a while

dark outside

at the time, Isabella thought Maxwell should

she recalled what had

pork

while looking at Tyler, who was

he was a little confused, "What do you need the

aback by his question, she didn't know whether she should tell him about Maxwell's injury, so she simply answered that

prepare it for her, but Isabella quickly refused, "It's okay.I can do it myself.I just want to have some porridge with pork

herself, Tyler didn't stop her, but

because Maxwell was injured, but why was Isabella the one who suddenly wanted to eat it?

glanced

I

fervently

never intended to inform her either because she had a

might not be able to

when she saw him sitting at the dining

like a

back? Let's

Maxwell and muttered

maids served various

of the food, he couldn't

was liver porridge, boiled livers, and all kinds of

"What's all this?"

Maxwell questioned.

for your body,’ Isabella whispered, thinking that Tyler hadn't known about Maxwell's

baffled at Isabella being

length to make sure

why Isabella

have thought they didn't

response, "Madam, I didn't know you like livers

nodded and replied, "Okay.Sure.It's nice to

at Maxwell's darkened face,

didn't add any salt

the bowl in front

wouldn't be good if there was a scar on his

it matter if

at that, but truthfully, he wouldn't feel comfortable if he

intentionally filtered out the words she

over to her seat,

might

fan for livers, she

of them ate quietly at the

them finished eating and

"Help me wash up."

but it could easily make anyone flush