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

lowered his head and the fierceness and coldness in

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

you to

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

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

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

"Where's Tyler?"

dragged her into the dining

the servants went to prepare honey to relieve Isabella's

out with a

"What's wrong?"

me to take out all his liquor for

frustration as he had never

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

all the expensive liquor that they could find in the

Maxwell had already forced Isabella to sit down at

of vodka and

so

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

smelling the pungent alcohol, let

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

glass, held her mouth, and

Isabella and she coughed out most

Maxwell ignored it and

to help you? Or are

cold voice sounded hoarse

"I'm not drinking."

the glass away

at her and said, "The two of you, come over and

brought the liquor in heard Maxwell's words, they were startled and didn't know what

you

agitated as she was also frightened by

let me help

wasn't up to Isabella to decide whether

"You're crazy!"

out furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell

taking action to tell you whether you

Maxwell glanced at the two

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

you don't want me to use the unconventional

glance at the liquor on the table

him with hatred and disgust in

didn't have any reaction as her

up the liquor and started drinking before Maxwell

good at drinking and only

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

she was having a taste of her own

strong, Isabella felt nauseous after taking a

felt her throat on fire,

to finish the bottle of vodka, she was already seeing

and didn't know whether he

never admit defeat today even if she were to

was in a daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared along with

his expectation that he would witness