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

head and the fierceness and coldness in his dark

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

fun for you to

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

look at your face.You look like a grumpy

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

"Where's Tyler?"

her

Isabella's hangover while

he walked out with

"What's wrong?"

take out all his liquor for Madam

frustration as he had

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

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

had already forced Isabella to sit down at

of vodka and poured it

like drinking so much, continue drinking

neck firmly so she wouldn't have a

smelling the pungent alcohol,

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

Isabella's resistance, Maxwell picked up the glass, held her mouth, and forced her to drink

choked Isabella and she coughed out most

it and

me to help you?

hoarse and alluring,

"I'm not drinking."

the glass away and her refusal was

"The two of you, come over and

heard Maxwell's words,

do you want to

was also frightened by his

yourself, let me help you then,’ Maxwell spoke slowly, but

Isabella to decide whether she wanted

"You're crazy!"

out furiously.Hearing

action to tell you whether you

this, Maxwell glanced

walked over.Seeing this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his

me

a glance at the liquor on the table and spoke

hatred and

any reaction as

up the liquor and

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

to face Maxwell, she wouldn't have drunk another 2 bottles of beer in the convenience store

she was having a taste of her own

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

felt her throat on fire, she didn't

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

didn't know whether he was

her because she would never admit defeat today even if

he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared along with time and her lost

expectation that he