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

his head and the fierceness and coldness in his

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

it fun for you

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

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

hands were

"Where's Tyler?"

Isabella, Maxwell dragged her into the

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

walked out with a troubled

"What's wrong?"

all

had

situation, no one dared

liquor that they could

moment, Maxwell had already forced Isabella to sit down

of vodka and poured it for

like drinking so much, continue

held her neck firmly so she wouldn't have a chance

the

was tipsy, she was still conscious and had no

glass, held her mouth,

coughed out most of

ignored it and continued

to help you? Or are

cold voice sounded hoarse and

"I'm not drinking."

the glass away and

looked at her and said, "The two of

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

do you

as she was also frightened by his

you don't want to drink it yourself, let me help you then,’ Maxwell spoke slowly, but his

to Isabella to decide whether she wanted to drink the alcohol or

"You're crazy!"

furiously.Hearing this,

to tell you whether you have the right to

this, Maxwell glanced at the two

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

me to use the

at the liquor

looked at him with hatred and

her gaze, Maxwell didn't have any reaction as her hatred wouldn't

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

at drinking and only drank a little during the

she wouldn't have drunk another 2 bottles of beer in the convenience store before

turned out she was having a taste

relatively strong, Isabella felt

throat on fire, she didn't want to

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

see Maxwell's expression and didn't know whether he was

it didn't matter to her because she would never admit defeat today

a daze, because he had

was out of his expectation that he would witness it