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.

you mute? Why didn't you

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

to be mute alright, but I'm not.Anyway, I just don't want

you to

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

fun.Just look at your face.You look like a grumpy old man now,

to touch Maxwell's face, but her hands were

"Where's Tyler?"

Maxwell dragged her

honey to relieve Isabella's

out

"What's wrong?"

all his liquor for Madam

frustration as he had

worried about Isabella's situation, no one dared

expensive liquor that they could find in the mansion

already forced Isabella to sit down at the

bottle of vodka and poured it for

you like drinking so much,

held her neck firmly so she wouldn't have

uncomfortable upon smelling the

conscious and had no plan to drink

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

choked Isabella and she coughed out most

Maxwell ignored it and

to help you? Or are you drinking it by

his cold voice sounded hoarse and alluring, Isabella found

"I'm not drinking."

the glass away and her

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

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

do you

agitated as she was also frightened by his

want to drink it yourself, let me help you then,’ Maxwell

up to Isabella to decide whether she

"You're crazy!"

out furiously.Hearing this,

you whether you have

Maxwell glanced at

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

you don't want me to use the

at the liquor on the table

him with hatred and disgust in

her gaze, Maxwell didn't have any reaction

each other silently, Isabella picked up the liquor and started drinking before Maxwell said

at drinking and only drank a little

plucking up her courage to face Maxwell, she wouldn't

she was having a taste

in Sharp Mansion was relatively strong, Isabella felt nauseous

fire,

After bracing herself to finish the bottle of vodka, she was

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

would never admit defeat today even if she were to drink

a daze, because he had thought her ruthlessness had disappeared along with time and

that he would witness