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.

didn't you answer

coldness in his dark

answered with a sarcastic smile, "I wish to be mute alright, but

for you to

be such a headache after drinking alcohol.Meanwhile, Isabella tilted her head and

course it's fun.Just look at your face.You look like

speaking, she wanted to touch Maxwell's face, but her hands were held, so she hit his head

"Where's Tyler?"

dragged her into the

Isabella's hangover

walked out

"What's wrong?"

asked me to take out all

had never

Isabella's situation, no one dared to disobey

liquor that they could find in the

already forced Isabella to sit down at the

he opened a bottle of vodka and poured it

drinking so

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

the pungent alcohol, let alone

was still conscious and had no plan to

Isabella's resistance, Maxwell picked up the glass, held her

she coughed out

ignored it

me to help you?

his cold voice sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella

"I'm not drinking."

pushed the glass away and her refusal was

sneer, Maxwell looked at her and said, "The two of you, come over and hold her

in heard Maxwell's words, they were startled and didn't know what

you want to

was also frightened

help you then,’ Maxwell spoke slowly, but his

whether she wanted to drink the

"You're crazy!"

out furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell

just taking action to tell you whether

Maxwell glanced at the

they put down the liquor in their hands and walked over.Seeing this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words and she asked sternly, "What

me to use the unconventional

a glance at the liquor on the table and

looked at him with hatred

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

the liquor and started drinking

drinking and only drank

hadn't thought of plucking up her courage to face Maxwell, she wouldn't

taste of her own

Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous after taking a

her throat on fire, she didn't want to admit

every time? After bracing herself to finish the bottle

didn't know whether he was looking at her mockingly

she would never admit defeat today even if

was in a daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared along with time

that he would witness