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

coldness in his

wish to be mute alright,

for you to drink

be such a headache after drinking alcohol.Meanwhile, Isabella tilted her head and smiled

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

face, but her hands were held, so she

"Where's Tyler?"

Isabella, Maxwell dragged her into the dining

to prepare honey to relieve Isabella's hangover

walked out with a troubled

"What's wrong?"

out all his liquor

said in frustration as he had never expected this

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

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

already forced Isabella to sit down at the

bottle of vodka and poured it

drinking so

the glass to her, he held her neck firmly so she wouldn't have

the pungent alcohol, let

was tipsy, she was still conscious and had no plan to drink

resistance, Maxwell picked up the glass, held her

Isabella and she coughed out

Maxwell ignored it and continued

help you? Or are you

hoarse

"I'm not drinking."

glass away and her refusal

Maxwell looked at her and said, "The two

who had brought the liquor in heard Maxwell's words, they were startled and didn't know

do you want to

she was also frightened by

me help

up to Isabella to decide whether she wanted

"You're crazy!"

furiously.Hearing

tell you whether you have the right to drink or

glanced at

this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words and she asked sternly,

want me

liquor on the table and

looked at him with hatred

have any reaction as

each other silently, Isabella picked up the liquor and started drinking before

be honest, she wasn't good at drinking and only drank

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

was having a taste of her own medicine in

strong, Isabella felt nauseous after taking a few

felt her throat on fire, she didn't want

defeat every time? After bracing herself to finish the bottle of vodka, she was

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

she would never admit defeat

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

his expectation that he would witness it again