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.

didn't you

head and the fierceness and coldness in his dark eyes were

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

it fun for you to

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

face.You look like

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

"Where's Tyler?"

Isabella, Maxwell dragged her into the dining

to relieve Isabella's

he walked out with

"What's wrong?"

take out all his liquor for

he had

about Isabella's situation, no one

liquor that they could find in the

forced Isabella to

opened a bottle of vodka and poured it

like drinking so

her neck firmly so she wouldn't have a

uncomfortable upon smelling the pungent alcohol, let alone drinking

conscious and had no plan to drink the

resistance, Maxwell picked up the glass, held her

Isabella and she coughed out

Maxwell ignored it

to help you? Or are you drinking

his cold voice sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella

"I'm not drinking."

away and her refusal

her and said, "The two of you, come

heard Maxwell's

do you want to

she was also frightened by his

let me help you then,’ Maxwell

decide whether she wanted to

"You're crazy!"

blurted out furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell sneered

you whether you have the right

Maxwell glanced at

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

me to use the unconventional

liquor on the table and

with hatred

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

the liquor and started

wasn't good at drinking

plucking up her courage to face Maxwell, she wouldn't have drunk another 2 bottles of beer in the convenience store before

out she was having a taste of her own medicine

the liquor in Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous

fire,

the bottle of vodka, she

moment, she couldn't see Maxwell's expression and didn't know

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

drinking stubbornly, Maxwell was in a daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared along

he would