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

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

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

for you to drink so

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

fun.Just look at your face.You look like a

she wanted to touch Maxwell's face, but her hands

"Where's Tyler?"

dragged her into the

to relieve Isabella's hangover while

out with a

"What's wrong?"

take out all his liquor for Madam to

in frustration as he had never expected this to be the

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

liquor that they could find in the mansion to the

forced Isabella to sit down at the

opened a bottle of vodka and poured it

like drinking so much,

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

upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let

she was still conscious and had no

Maxwell picked up the glass, held her mouth, and forced

she coughed out

it and continued

you? Or

his cold voice sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella found it

"I'm not drinking."

glass away and her refusal was

and said, "The two

who had brought the liquor in heard Maxwell's words, they were startled and

you want

became agitated as she was also frightened

drink it yourself, let me help you then,’ Maxwell spoke slowly,

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

"You're crazy!"

out furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell

whether you have the

Maxwell glanced at the two

this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words and she asked sternly, "What are you doing

don't want me to use the unconventional

a glance at the liquor on the table and

looked at him with hatred and

meeting her gaze, Maxwell didn't have any reaction as her

the liquor and started

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

to face Maxwell, she wouldn't have drunk

was having a taste of her own medicine

in Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous after taking

fire, she

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

didn't know whether he was looking at her

never admit defeat today even if she were to drink to death

daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared along with

that he would witness it again after their