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.

mute? Why didn't you

coldness in his

a sarcastic smile, "I wish to be mute alright,

fun for you to drink so

Isabella would be such a headache after

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

wanted to touch Maxwell's face, but her hands were held,

"Where's Tyler?"

Maxwell dragged her into the dining

to relieve Isabella's hangover while Tyler

he walked out with a

"What's wrong?"

asked me to take out all his

said in frustration as he had never expected this to be the

worried about Isabella's situation, no one dared to

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

moment, Maxwell had already forced Isabella to sit down at the

bottle of

you like drinking so

her neck firmly so she wouldn't

felt uncomfortable upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let

she was still conscious and had no

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

and she coughed out most of

Maxwell ignored it and

you want me to help you? Or

voice sounded hoarse and

"I'm not drinking."

away and her refusal

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

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

you want to

she was also frightened

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

Isabella to decide whether she

"You're crazy!"

blurted out furiously.Hearing

action to tell you whether you have the right to

glanced at the two

Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words and she asked sternly, "What are you doing

don't want me

the liquor on the table and spoke

with hatred and disgust in her

Maxwell didn't have any reaction as her hatred

Isabella picked up the liquor and started drinking before

at drinking and

up her courage to face Maxwell, she wouldn't have drunk another

taste of

in Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt

on fire, she didn't want to admit

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

and didn't know whether he was

because she would never admit defeat today even if she

he had

he would witness it again after their