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

his head and the fierceness and coldness in his

her mouth and answered with a sarcastic smile, "I wish to be

for you to drink so

would be such a headache after drinking

look at your face.You look like a grumpy old man now,

to touch Maxwell's face, but her hands were held, so she hit

"Where's Tyler?"

dragged her into the

servants went to prepare honey to relieve Isabella's hangover while Tyler followed

out

"What's wrong?"

take out all

had never expected this to be

situation, no one dared to

expensive liquor that they could find in the mansion

had already forced Isabella to sit

bottle of vodka

drinking so much, continue

neck firmly so she

smelling the pungent alcohol, let

was tipsy, she was still conscious

held her mouth,

Isabella and she coughed

Maxwell ignored it

want me to help you? Or are

cold voice sounded hoarse and alluring,

"I'm not drinking."

away and her

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

the two servants who had brought the liquor in heard Maxwell's words, they

you want

became agitated as she was

don't want to drink it yourself, let me help you then,’ Maxwell spoke

up to Isabella to decide whether she wanted to drink

"You're crazy!"

blurted out furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell

action to tell you whether you have

glanced at the two

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

up.If you don't want me to use the unconventional

the liquor on the table and

at him with hatred

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

up the liquor and started drinking before Maxwell

wasn't good at drinking and only drank a

wouldn't have drunk another 2

was having a taste of her own medicine in

Mansion was relatively strong,

fire,

herself to finish the bottle of vodka, she was already seeing stars when she picked up another bottle

and didn't know whether he was looking at her mockingly or

her because she would never admit defeat today even if she were

was in a daze, because he had thought

expectation that he would witness it again after