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.

mute? Why didn't you

head and the fierceness and coldness in his dark eyes were like an

answered with a sarcastic smile, "I wish to be mute alright, but I'm not.Anyway, I just

fun for you to drink

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

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

hands were

"Where's Tyler?"

Maxwell dragged her into

to prepare honey to relieve Isabella's hangover while Tyler followed Maxwell into

walked out with

"What's wrong?"

all his

had never

about Isabella's situation, no

the servants brought all the expensive liquor that they could find

moment, Maxwell had already forced Isabella to sit

bottle of

drinking so

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

smelling the

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

glass, held her mouth, and forced her to

and she coughed out most of

it

help you? Or are you

sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella found

"I'm not drinking."

away

a sneer, Maxwell looked at her and said, "The two of you, come over and

brought the liquor in heard Maxwell's

do you

agitated as she was also

drink it yourself, let me help you

up to Isabella to decide whether

"You're crazy!"

blurted out furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell sneered

to tell you whether you have the right to

Maxwell glanced at the

their hands and walked over.Seeing this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his

up.If you don't want me

a glance at the liquor on the table and spoke

looked at him with hatred and disgust in

have any reaction as her hatred

Isabella picked up the liquor

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

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

having a taste

was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous after taking a

throat on fire, she

who admitted defeat every time? After bracing herself to finish the bottle of vodka, she was already seeing stars when she picked

and didn't know whether he

because she would never admit defeat today

because he had thought her

he would witness it