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

coldness

with a sarcastic smile, "I wish to be

for you to drink so

expected that Isabella would be such a headache after drinking alcohol.Meanwhile, Isabella tilted

face.You look like a grumpy old man

touch Maxwell's face, but her hands were held, so she hit his head

"Where's Tyler?"

her

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

walked out with a troubled

"What's wrong?"

me to take out all his liquor for Madam

as he had never expected this to

situation, no one

servants brought all the expensive liquor that they could find

moment, Maxwell had already forced Isabella to

of vodka and poured it

like drinking so much, continue

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

uncomfortable upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let alone drinking

conscious and had no

resistance, Maxwell picked up the glass, held her

coughed

ignored it and

to help you? Or

sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella found

"I'm not drinking."

pushed the glass away and her

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

in heard Maxwell's words, they were

you want

became agitated as she was also

help you then,’ Maxwell

up to Isabella to decide whether she wanted

"You're crazy!"

furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell

taking action to tell you whether you have the right

this, Maxwell glanced at

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

up.If you don't want me

a glance at the liquor

him with hatred and

her gaze, Maxwell didn't have any reaction as her

up the liquor and started drinking before Maxwell said

at drinking and only drank a little

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

having a taste of her

liquor in Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt

throat on fire,

she 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

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

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

had thought her ruthlessness

he would witness it again after their fight