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.

Why didn't you answer

fierceness and coldness in his dark eyes

response, Isabella twitched her mouth and answered with a sarcastic smile, "I wish to be mute alright, but I'm

it fun for you to drink

headache after

face.You look like a grumpy

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

"Where's Tyler?"

dragged her

servants went to prepare honey to relieve Isabella's

out with a troubled

"What's wrong?"

asked me to take out all his liquor for

he had never expected this to be the

they were worried about Isabella's situation, no one dared to disobey Maxwell's

that they could

already forced Isabella to sit

a bottle of vodka

you like drinking so much, continue drinking

neck firmly so she wouldn't have a chance

the

tipsy, she was still conscious and had no plan

glass, held her mouth,

coughed

Maxwell ignored it and

want me to help you? Or are you drinking it

voice sounded hoarse and

"I'm not drinking."

glass away and

sneer, Maxwell looked at her and said, "The two of

Maxwell's words, they

do you want to

as she was also frightened by his

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

to decide whether she wanted to drink the alcohol or

"You're crazy!"

furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell sneered

taking action to tell you whether you have the right to

this, Maxwell glanced at the two

liquor in their hands and walked over.Seeing this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words and she asked sternly,

me to

the liquor

looked at him with hatred and disgust in her

reaction as her hatred wouldn't bring any harm

each other silently, Isabella picked up the liquor and

drinking and only drank

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

was having a taste

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

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

After bracing herself to finish the bottle of vodka, she

moment, she couldn't see Maxwell's expression and didn't

she would never admit defeat today

Isabella drinking stubbornly, Maxwell was in a daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared

of his expectation that he would witness it again