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.

you mute? Why didn't you

and coldness in his dark eyes were like

smile, "I wish to be mute alright, but I'm not.Anyway, I just don't

for you to drink so

Isabella would be such a headache after drinking alcohol.Meanwhile,

face.You look like a grumpy

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

"Where's Tyler?"

dragged her into

to relieve Isabella's hangover while Tyler followed Maxwell into

walked out with a troubled

"What's wrong?"

take out all his

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

situation, no one

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

had already forced Isabella to sit down at

a bottle of vodka and poured it

drinking so much,

held her neck

upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let

she was still conscious and had no plan to drink the

picked up the glass, held her mouth, and forced her to

Isabella and she coughed out most of

Maxwell ignored it

to help you? Or are

sounded hoarse and alluring,

"I'm not drinking."

pushed the glass away and her refusal was

at her and said, "The two of you,

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

you want

became agitated as she was also frightened

yourself, let me help you then,’ Maxwell spoke slowly, but his meaning was very

whether she wanted to drink

"You're crazy!"

blurted out furiously.Hearing

to tell you whether you have

this, Maxwell glanced at the two

the liquor in their hands and walked over.Seeing this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant

don't want me to use the

the liquor on

with hatred

gaze, Maxwell didn't have any reaction as her

other silently, Isabella picked up the liquor and started

at drinking

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

out she was having a taste of her own medicine in

in Sharp Mansion was relatively strong,

she felt her throat on fire,

the bottle of vodka, she was already seeing stars

moment, she couldn't see Maxwell's expression and didn't know whether he was looking at her

her because she would never admit defeat today even

daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had

expectation that he would witness