Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

"Do you know what time it is now?!" Maxwell's cold voice rang.

Isabella couldn't help but shiver.

As she looked toward the direction of the voice, she found Maxwell glaring at her on a couch in the hall, his eyes fixed on her.

"I don't know!"

Perhaps due to the alcohol, she mustered up her courage and talked back to him.

When the servant, who was already worried for Isabella, saw the scene, she had a bad feeling and wondered whether Isabella had lost her mind.

How could Isabella talk back to Maxwell? Was she trying to pick up a fight when he was obviously angry? Meanwhile, Maxwell also didn't expect Isabella, who had always been obedient, to be so rude to him.

In his mind, he believed she must have gotten her courage from the alcohol, or else how could she sound so bold? 

"Haven't your parents taught you that you should at least make a call when you plan to go home late?"

Maxwell looked at Isabella and his voice was piercingly cold.

As Isabella was already dizzy, she became boiling with anger upon hearing Maxwell mentioning her weak spot.

"No, they've never taught me about this! So what? Are you teaching me a lesson now?"

Isabella said impatiently.

With this, she didn't give Maxwell a chance to react and directly walked toward the stairs.

This was Maxwell's first time to be treated in such a manner.

Since he had specially gone to pick her up in hospital today, he was exasperated after finding that she wasn't in the hospital and didn't inform him or the mansion about it.

Most importantly, she only came back after midnight and Madam Sharp had even called him out of worry.

If it weren't for his grandma, he wouldn't be bothered about her whereabouts.

"Stop right there."

When Isabella heard him speaking while suppressing his anger, she paused, and then continued walking as if she hadn't heard anything.

"Are you deaf, Isabella Holland?"

Noticing Isabella's ignorance, Maxwell was furious.

At once, he stood up and walked briskly toward her, putting all the servants around in worry.

As long as Madam Sharp wasn't here, the mansion wouldn't have a peaceful day...

Of course, Isabella also heard Maxwell walking toward her angrily.

However, she couldn't hold back her fury this time and her stubbornness made her not want to do as he said.

Since she had been living under his oppression for so long, she decided to take advantage of her tipsiness and be rebellious today.

Just as she put her hand on the staircase handrail, Maxwell held her hand and stopped her from taking another step.

Then, he pulled her forcefully, making her stagger and fall into his arms.

It seemed she had drunk a lot.

Although Isabella wished to push Maxwell away, her hands were held firmly on the handrail by him and he even put one of his legs between hers.

Their posture was so intimate that the servants quickly turned their gazes away.

you mute? Why didn't

and the fierceness and coldness in his dark eyes were like an upcoming

smile, "I wish to be mute alright, but I'm not.Anyway, I just

you

that Isabella would be such a headache after drinking alcohol.Meanwhile, Isabella tilted her

your face.You look like a grumpy old

but her hands were held, so she hit

"Where's Tyler?"

Isabella, Maxwell dragged her into the dining

to prepare honey to relieve Isabella's hangover while Tyler followed Maxwell into the dining

out with

"What's wrong?"

all his liquor for Madam to

frustration as he had never

about Isabella's situation, no one dared

the servants brought all the expensive liquor that they could find in the mansion to the

forced Isabella to sit down at the

a bottle of vodka and poured it for

so

he held her neck firmly so she wouldn't have a chance to

felt uncomfortable upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let alone

was tipsy, she was still conscious and had no plan

Maxwell picked up the glass, held her mouth, and forced her

coughed out most of

ignored it

you want me to help you? Or are you

his cold voice sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella

"I'm not drinking."

the glass away

her and said, "The two of you, come over and hold

had brought the liquor in heard Maxwell's words, they were

you

as she was also

help you then,’ Maxwell spoke slowly, but his meaning was very

wasn't up to Isabella to decide whether she wanted to drink the alcohol

"You're crazy!"

out furiously.Hearing

tell you whether you have the right

this, Maxwell glanced at the two

walked over.Seeing this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words and she asked sternly, "What

me to use

at the liquor on the table and spoke

at him with hatred and disgust in

gaze, Maxwell didn't have any reaction as her hatred

silently, Isabella picked up the liquor and started drinking before Maxwell

at drinking and

plucking up her courage to face Maxwell, she wouldn't have drunk another 2 bottles of beer in

taste

in Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous after taking a few

fire, she

every time? After bracing herself to finish the bottle of vodka, she was already seeing

and didn't know

it didn't matter to her because she would never admit defeat today even if she

daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared

was out of his expectation that he would witness