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.

Why didn't

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

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

it fun for you to drink so

a headache after drinking alcohol.Meanwhile, Isabella

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

touch Maxwell's face, but her hands were held, so

"Where's Tyler?"

dragged her into

prepare honey to relieve Isabella's hangover

he walked out with

"What's wrong?"

take out all his

as he had never

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

the expensive liquor that they could find in the mansion

this moment, Maxwell had already forced Isabella to sit down

opened a bottle of vodka

so much, continue

her neck firmly so she wouldn't

upon smelling the

was tipsy, she was still conscious and had no

held her mouth,

choked Isabella and she coughed out

ignored it

you want me to help you? Or are you drinking it by

his cold voice sounded hoarse and

"I'm not drinking."

the glass away and

at her and said, "The two of you,

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

you want

as she was also frightened by his

it yourself, let me help you then,’

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

"You're crazy!"

out furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell sneered

just taking action to tell you whether you have the right to

glanced at the

and walked over.Seeing this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words and she asked

me

glance at the liquor on the table and spoke

with hatred

any reaction as her hatred wouldn't bring any harm to

up the liquor and started drinking

at drinking and only drank a little during the

to face Maxwell, she wouldn't

turned out she was having a taste of her own medicine in

Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous after

fire, she didn't want to

bottle of

see Maxwell's expression and didn't know whether

her because she would never admit defeat today even

stubbornly, Maxwell was in a daze, because he had thought

he would witness