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

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

her mouth and answered with a sarcastic smile, "I wish to be mute alright, but I'm not.Anyway, I just

it fun for you to drink so

a headache after drinking alcohol.Meanwhile,

your face.You look like a grumpy old

face, but her hands were held, so

"Where's Tyler?"

her

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

he walked out with

"What's wrong?"

asked me to take out all his

he had never expected

they were worried about Isabella's situation, no one

the servants brought all the expensive liquor that they could find in the

forced Isabella

of vodka and poured

like drinking so

glass to her, he held her neck

uncomfortable upon smelling the

she was tipsy, she was still conscious and had no plan to

Maxwell picked up the glass, held her mouth,

and she coughed out most of the

ignored it

you?

sounded hoarse and alluring,

"I'm not drinking."

away and her

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

the two servants who had brought the liquor in heard Maxwell's words,

do you want to

agitated as she was

me help you then,’ Maxwell spoke slowly, but

to Isabella to decide whether she wanted

"You're crazy!"

blurted out furiously.Hearing this, Maxwell sneered

tell you whether you have the right

Maxwell glanced

this, Isabella knew Maxwell meant his words

me to

liquor on the

at him with hatred and

have any reaction as her hatred wouldn't bring any

at each other silently, Isabella picked up the

at drinking and only drank a little

face Maxwell, she wouldn't have drunk

having a taste of

strong, Isabella felt

on fire,

bottle of vodka, she was already seeing stars when she picked up

and didn't know whether he

admit defeat today even if she were to drink to death

he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared along with time and her

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