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 you answer my

and coldness in his dark eyes were

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

it fun for you to

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

fun.Just look at your face.You look

Maxwell's face, but her hands were held,

"Where's Tyler?"

Isabella, Maxwell dragged her

the servants went to prepare honey to relieve Isabella's hangover while Tyler followed Maxwell into

out with

"What's wrong?"

to take out all his liquor for Madam to

said in frustration as he had never

worried about Isabella's situation, no one

servants brought all the expensive liquor that they could find in the

this moment, Maxwell had already forced Isabella to sit down at

a bottle of

like drinking so much, continue drinking

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

upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let alone

still conscious and had

the glass, held her mouth,

coughed

it and continued

you want me to help you?

voice sounded hoarse

"I'm not drinking."

pushed the glass away

looked at her and said, "The two of you,

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

you

became agitated as she was also

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

to decide whether she wanted to drink the alcohol or

"You're crazy!"

furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell sneered

action to tell you whether you have the right to drink or

glanced at the two

in their hands and walked over.Seeing this, Isabella

up.If you don't want me to use

liquor on

at him with hatred and disgust in

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

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

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

up her courage to face Maxwell, she wouldn't have drunk another 2 bottles of beer

was having a taste of her own

Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt

her throat on fire, she didn't want to admit

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

didn't know whether he was

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

in a daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared

that he