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

coldness in his dark eyes were

twitched her mouth and answered with a sarcastic smile, "I wish to

it fun for you to drink so

a headache after drinking

look at your face.You look

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

"Where's Tyler?"

her

Isabella's hangover while Tyler

out with a

"What's wrong?"

me to take out all his liquor for

in frustration as he had never expected this to be the

Isabella's situation, no one dared to

expensive liquor that they

forced Isabella to

he opened a bottle of vodka

so much, continue drinking

her, he held her neck firmly so she

upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let alone

she was still conscious and had no plan to

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

choked Isabella and she coughed out most

Maxwell ignored it and continued

to help you? Or are you drinking

hoarse and alluring, Isabella found

"I'm not drinking."

glass away and

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

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

you

she was also

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

whether she

"You're crazy!"

furiously.Hearing

whether you have the right to

glanced

they put down the liquor in their hands and walked over.Seeing this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words and she asked sternly, "What are you doing

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

cast a glance at the liquor on the table

hatred and

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

other silently, Isabella picked up the liquor and started drinking

at drinking and only drank a

hadn't thought of plucking up her courage to face Maxwell, she wouldn't have

she was having a taste of her own medicine in the

in Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous after

fire, she didn't

to finish the bottle of vodka, she was already seeing stars when she picked up another bottle

couldn't see Maxwell's expression and didn't know whether he was looking at her mockingly

matter to her because she would never admit defeat today even if she were to

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

was out of his expectation that he would witness it again after their fight