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.

didn't you answer

and the fierceness and coldness in his

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

you to drink

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

face.You look like a

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

"Where's Tyler?"

dragged her into

the servants went to prepare honey to relieve Isabella's hangover

out with

"What's wrong?"

take out all his liquor for Madam

had never expected this to be

worried about Isabella's situation, no one dared

that they could find in the mansion to

had already forced Isabella to sit

a bottle of vodka

you like drinking so much, continue

he held her neck firmly so

smelling the pungent alcohol, let

still conscious and had no

picked up the glass, held her

Isabella and she coughed out most

it and continued

to help you? Or are

cold voice sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella

"I'm not drinking."

glass away and her

said, "The two of

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

you want to

agitated as she was also frightened by

me help you then,’ Maxwell

to Isabella to decide whether she wanted to

"You're crazy!"

furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell

to tell you whether

glanced at

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

up.If you don't want me

at the liquor on the

hatred

reaction as her hatred wouldn't

the

good at drinking and only

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

turned out she was having a taste of her

Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous

she felt her throat on fire, she didn't

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

and didn't know whether he was looking at her mockingly or

never admit defeat

because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared along with

that he would witness it again after their fight