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

fierceness and coldness in his

smile, "I wish to be mute

fun for you to

headache after drinking alcohol.Meanwhile, Isabella tilted her head

look at your face.You look like a

her hands were held, so she hit his head with

"Where's Tyler?"

Isabella, Maxwell dragged her into

prepare honey to relieve Isabella's hangover

out

"What's wrong?"

take out all his liquor

he had never expected this to be

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

that they could find in

forced Isabella to

of vodka and poured it

drinking so much, continue

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

uncomfortable upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let alone drinking

she was still conscious and had no

held her mouth,

Isabella and she coughed out

ignored it and

help you? Or are you drinking it

sounded hoarse and

"I'm not drinking."

glass away and her

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

brought the liquor in heard Maxwell's words,

do you want

was also frightened

let me help you then,’ Maxwell spoke slowly, but his

whether she

"You're crazy!"

furiously.Hearing this,

whether you have the right to

glanced at the

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

up.If you don't want me to use the unconventional

the liquor

looked at him with hatred and

gaze, Maxwell didn't have any reaction

each other silently, Isabella picked up the liquor and started

wasn't good at drinking and

wouldn't have

she was having a taste of her own medicine

the liquor in Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous

felt her throat on fire,

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

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

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

drinking stubbornly, Maxwell was in a daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared along with time and

out of his expectation that he would