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

and coldness in his dark eyes were like

"I wish to

it fun for you to drink so

such a headache after

your face.You look

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

"Where's Tyler?"

dragged her

went to prepare honey to relieve Isabella's

he walked out with

"What's wrong?"

asked me to take out all

in frustration as he had never expected

Isabella's situation, no one dared to disobey Maxwell's

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

moment, Maxwell had already forced Isabella to sit down at

of

drinking so much, continue

held her neck firmly so

smelling the pungent

was still conscious and had

glass, held her mouth, and

and she coughed out

ignored it and

want me to help you? Or are you drinking it by

voice sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella

"I'm not drinking."

glass away

and said, "The two of you,

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

do you

was

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

to decide whether she wanted to drink the alcohol or

"You're crazy!"

blurted out furiously.Hearing

just taking action to tell you whether

Maxwell glanced at the two

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

you don't want me

the liquor on

with hatred and disgust in

any reaction as her hatred wouldn't

each other silently, Isabella picked up the liquor

drinking and only drank a little during

she wouldn't have drunk another 2 bottles of beer in the

taste of her own medicine in

Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt

felt her throat on fire,

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

and didn't know whether he

her because she would never admit defeat today even if

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

his expectation that he would witness it again after their