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

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

answered with a sarcastic smile, "I wish to

fun for you to drink so

be such a headache after drinking alcohol.Meanwhile, Isabella

look at your face.You look like a

face, but her hands

"Where's Tyler?"

Maxwell dragged her into the

to relieve Isabella's hangover while Tyler followed Maxwell into the dining

he walked out with

"What's wrong?"

take out all

in frustration as he had never expected this to

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

servants brought all the expensive liquor that they

already forced Isabella

opened a bottle of vodka and poured it for

drinking so much, continue drinking

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

uncomfortable upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let

still conscious

Isabella's resistance, Maxwell picked up the glass, held her mouth, and

coughed

it and

to help you? Or are you drinking

hoarse and alluring, Isabella

"I'm not drinking."

away and her refusal

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

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

you want to

agitated as she was

don't want to drink it yourself, let me help you then,’ Maxwell spoke slowly, but his meaning was very

to Isabella to decide whether

"You're crazy!"

out furiously.Hearing this,

tell you whether you have the

this, Maxwell glanced at

in their hands and walked over.Seeing this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words

me to use

at the liquor on the table

hatred

Maxwell didn't have any reaction as her hatred wouldn't

silently, Isabella picked up the liquor and started drinking before

good at drinking and only drank a

Maxwell, she wouldn't have

was having a taste of her

Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous

she felt her throat on fire, she

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

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

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

because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared

his expectation that he would witness it again after their