Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

Lisa ran into the kitchen to save the instant noodles she just boiled for Oscar. Luckily, the noodles were saved. She drained the noodles then poured them into a bowl along with its broth. The aroma of chicken flavored broth immediately spread throughout the living room. Oscar inhaled the fragrant aroma while closing his eyelids. He did not expect that this kind of commoners' food could arouse his appetite.

Shortly thereafter, Lisa came from the kitchen carrying a steaming bowl of noodles and placed it on the living room's table. Instant noodles in a pool of chicken broth. The cuisine looked simple yet it had a million meanings.

Oscar pulled out the bowl of noodles quickly. His gaze was fixed on the clear broth that tickled his taste. In her heart, Lisa was wondering about how a rich man of European descent like Oscar could fall in love with such a simple food with no nutritional value. However, Lisa did not make any comment about that. She was happy to see Oscar eating her cooking heartily, even though it was only instant noodles.

Lisa looked at the man closely as he stirred the bowl of noodles and then blew the smoke rising from it. Just looking at him made Lisa full.

"Lisa, don't you eat too?" Oscar asked as he took the noodles with a fork.

"No, I'm not hungry. Just watching you eat makes me full," Lisa replied casually. She rested her chin right in front of Oscar. A smile painted on her flushed lips.

"Hey, you said you had a stomach ache, so let's eat now! Together with me," Oscar asked. He handed the bowl to Lisa along with the fork.

"Hey, you just eat. I'm not hungry!"

Oscar turned his fork then wrapped the noodles around it before shoving it again towards Lisa. "Here come on, open your mouth,"

Lisa refused it, she didn't want to eat. She really didn't want to. Right now, what Lisa wanted to do was stare at the handsome man while he was enjoying his noodles with satisfaction. It had been a long time since she had looked at the good looks and charm of the man who was once her husband.

Seeing Lisa rejecting the noodle-wrapped fork made Oscar confused and asked, "Why don't you want to? Is it too hot?"

"Really, I'm not hungry. Come on, I made this instant noodle for you!" She insisted. She sounded serious but Oscar still insisted on sharing.

"No, Lisa, I know you're actually hungry. Besides, your stomach hurt, right? Come on, eat this."

Lisa did pretend to have a stomachache, but after sitting on the asphalt for too long, especially on a very cold night, her stomach really did hurt. She started holding her stomach again and moaning.

"Hmmm, I think you're right... My stomach hurts again..." Lisa said softly.

"You didn't want to get up from the cold asphalt! What now? Did you catch a cold?" Oscar said, "Don't say anything anymore, share this noodle with me!" He continued, handing her the fork with noodles wrapped around it.

Like it or not, Lisa opened her mouth and chewed her homemade noodles. She was surprised. Usually, she didn't think the noodles she made were special, but when Oscar fed her, they tasted very good and special. Was it because of Oscar?

"Told you, I know you are hungry. Just finish the noodles. I don't want you to fall ill because of a cold," Oscar said worriedly. The man handed Lisa a bowl of noodles.

Seeing Oscar being so sweet and caring made Lisa's heart melt. She thought that the man passed the test of loyalty and sincerity. She then smiled happily. Lisa voraciously finished the noodles in a short time.

After eating, Lisa immediately took the empty bowl to the kitchen and washed it. At the same time, Oscar grabbed his jacket and walked toward the front door. Lisa stared at the tall, slender figure from behind the kitchen doorway and asked, "Where are you going? Want to go back home?"

"I want to buy something," Oscar replied simply.

"It's so late, which supermarkets are still open?" Lisa asked again with her hands on her hips.

Oscar turned his body to Lisa. His eyes were staring at her from a distance. The man grinned mischievously and replied, "I'm running out of condoms, dear..."

Hearing the words 'condoms' and 'dear' made Lisa's heart flutter until her face was red like a freshly ripe apple. She then looked away, not wanting to show her embarrassment to Oscar.

"Th... Then just buy it!" She said, stammering.

"Why are you angry? You don't want me to use a condom tonight?" Oscar teased.

"Ugh, you're so annoying! Go buy it! I don't want to get pregnant out of wedlock like I used to," Lisa said curtly. Her face was getting redder like a drunken person.

Oscar chuckled, he liked to tease Lisa until the woman got embarrassed. Seeing her flushed red with embarrassment made him happy.

"Just you watch, if you don't come back soon, I'll lock you from inside!" Lisa exclaimed again, this time pointing her finger at Oscar.

She didn't want to risk unprotected sex like the old days. She didn't want to repeat the same mistakes again; her unwed pregnancy. Lisa didn't want to burden herself and Oscar especially if they had children out of wedlock again. It was very troublesome dealing with government affairs if she got pregnant out of wedlock like before.

When Oscar returned with a box of condoms, the two of them began their sex ritual like the previous nights. They turned to each other and shared their lusts all night long until dawn.

***

It'd been a month since Lisa and Oscar lived together. As usual, every time they came home from work, they always closed the day with a ritual of making love. The man's sexual desire was so intense and endless it often overwhelmed Lisa. Surprisingly, she didn't comment or even refused.

It was Saturday morning, there was no schedule to go to the office, so Lisa decided to take a walk to release her fatigue. However, when she left the boarding house, she found a tall, slender woman in a white dress walking toward her.

That woman looked very familiar to Lisa's eyes. Her beautiful face was still the same as before and her sly smile also remained the same.

'Why does that bitch have to come back again!?'

The woman took off her sunglasses and greeted Lisa. "Good morning, Lisa,"

"Wow, you came back after a long time, didn't you? I thought you were drowning in the Java Sea," Lisa replied, annoyed to see the woman in the flawless white dress.

"Oh do you let me stand in front of your rickety boarding house? You should offer me to come in, sit down and talk," the demonic woman replied casually.

Surprisingly, Lisa did not reject the presence of that demonic woman. She opened the gate again and then invited the demonic woman to enter.

"So, what do you want to bother me with now, Clara?" Lisa asked sharply, her eyes narrowed, staring at Clara's beautiful face with a fiery gleam with her hands on her hips.

"My request is quite simple. Too simple, to be precise," Clara replied while crossing her two legs.

Lisa responded by lifting her chin.

"I want you to stay away from Oscar," Clara said simply. Her voice sounded cold and earnest.

"Wow, you should say this to Oscar yourself, not me," Lisa said lazily. She crossed her arms as she gave Clara a condescending look.

Hearing Lisa's sentence just now made Clara chuckle slyly. "Oh my God, what makes you so confident you can be with Oscar? You don't get along well with a guy like Oscar. Who do you think you are? You are just a cheap woman who wants his wealth," Clara snapped.

Lisa's face immediately turned sour. She frowned then replied, "Okay, I'm not as beautiful as you but I'm not a bitch like you!"