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

fierceness and coldness in his dark

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

it fun for you to drink

expected that Isabella would be such a headache after

look at your face.You look like a grumpy

her hands were held, so she hit his head with

"Where's Tyler?"

Isabella, Maxwell dragged her

to relieve Isabella's hangover while Tyler

out with

"What's wrong?"

out all

he had never expected this to be

were worried about Isabella's situation,

liquor that they could find

had already forced Isabella to sit down at the

he opened a bottle of vodka and poured it for

you like drinking so much, continue drinking

neck firmly so she wouldn't have a chance to

uncomfortable upon smelling the pungent

tipsy, she was still conscious and had

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

coughed out most of the

it and

you? Or are you

voice sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella

"I'm not drinking."

the glass away and her refusal was

"The two

brought the liquor in heard Maxwell's words, they were

do you want

was also frightened by his

it yourself, let me help you then,’ Maxwell

to decide whether

"You're crazy!"

blurted out furiously.Hearing this,

just taking action to tell you whether you have the right

this, Maxwell glanced

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

don't want me to use

a glance at the liquor on the table

him with hatred

didn't have any reaction as her hatred wouldn't bring any harm to

each other silently, Isabella picked up the liquor and

wasn't good at drinking and only drank a

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

a taste of her own medicine in

Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous after taking a

felt her throat on fire, she didn't

every time? After bracing herself to finish the bottle of vodka, she was already

and didn't know

admit defeat

was in a daze, because he had

that he would witness it again after their fight