Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

Oscar was unable to hold back his emotions, along with his patience that had been running thin since he heard Greta's response. He took a step closer to Greta and then choked the middle-aged woman's neck with a strong grip. The glint in his eyes was cruel and piercing, like a cold-blooded murderer.

Greta was so shocked that she couldn't catch her breath properly. Her son's grip was so strong she almost choked. Her two blue eyes bulged while her whole body began to limp helplessly.

"O... Oscar! Stop...Stop!" Greta shrieked as she struggled to let go of her son's firm grip.

"How could you do it, mother? William is your grandson! What did Clara do that made you her slave!? Did she threaten you? Tell me!" His questions were like bullets that rained down Greta's chest until the middle-aged woman felt like she was falling.

Oscar stared at his mother's face wearing rage and disappointment in his eyes. He looked like he was enduring an unbearable pain from not being able to let go of his deadly grip.

But then he stopped, and without realizing it, he loosened his grip a little.

Greta immediately shook off her son's hand and stepped back.

"Oscar, you're the only son I love the most. My only son! Why are you so cruel to your own mother!" Greta shrieked while clutching her chest, her other hand covered her neck that her own son strangled just now.

"I wouldn't have gone this far if you didn't interfere with my life! You threw the first stone, mom! You use my son and threaten me with him so that I will marry Clara!" Oscar growled.

"Listen to me! Clara is so much better than Lisa. She deserved the Petersson surname much more than Lisa. I've told you that before, right? Once you agree to marry Clara, I will return William to you!"

Hearing Greta's statement just now made Oscar even more furious. He pointed his finger right at his mother's terrified face.

"I won't say it again, mom. I will never want to marry any other woman than Lisa in this world! Clara is nothing but a gold digger who wants our family's wealth, and I don't love her anymore because of that! I don't understand how that demon could make you lose your mind like this!" Oscar snapped, his eyes were still sharp on Greta's face.

"I don't care! You have to marry Clara and I'll give you back William! I'm your mom, Oscar! I know what's best for you, don't be stubborn and do what you should do right away!"

"Being my mother doesn't necessarily mean you have the right to control my relationship! I'm not a 10 year old kid anymore! Do you want my dad to know about this problem perhaps? Do you want me to tell him that William disappeared because you conspired with Clara to threaten me? Daddy won't be happy to hear that and he will definitely kick you out of the Petersson family!"

Oscar didn't waver, he immediately retaliated against Greta. The middle-aged woman was helpless with her son's last sentence. If it weren't for her family's wish, she wouldn't have married Peter Petersson.

She was forced to marry Peter so that the business between her and the Petersson family would be more sustainable. She did not realize that she was about to do the same thing to her only son. Only difference was that she got threats from Clara.

"Why is my life so miserable? I gave birth to a handsome and smart son like you but look at you now. You are completely a different man. What's wrong with you, son? Is it difficult to fulfill your mother's wish?" Greta kneeled down, lowering her head as if she was the most miserable woman in the world.

She took off her glasses and then wiped the tears that had been running on the corners of her eyes. Her feelings were really mixed.

Seeing his mother suddenly acting dramatic, Oscar began to soften. He knew his mother's nature so he didn't want to make her crazy by arguing with her further.

The more he insisted on going against her words, the more Greta would force him to marry Clara.

The tall, slender man then looked down at his mother who was crying on the floor with her head bowed. He sighed and said, "It's up to you then. Even if you don't want to tell me where William is, I will look for him myself. It's all your fault, mom. You give me no choice."

Oscar spun around, turning his back on Greta with a cold aura. Seeing her son was about to leave her, Greta immediately interrupted, "How dare you fight your own mother, Oscar! Why is there a son as cruel and cold as you!?"

Oscar stopped in his steps and turned around, "Oh, I also wonder why there's a mother as cruel as you,mom." His intonation sounded cynical and piercing.

He did not care about his mother's opinion anymore, the man immediately rushed out of the cursed house with an accelerated pace. He didn't even say goodbye to Greta, who was still kneeling on the floor with swollen eyes.

"How dare you do this to your mother, Oscar!" Greta shouted loudly.

Meanwhile, outside the entrance, Dani was seen standing by the door on his guard. He looked around warily. When the door suddenly opened, Oscar had just come out of his father's residence with a tired face.

Dani could feel the golden-haired man's aura was cold but actually boiling in anger.

"Where are we going, sir?" Dani asked briefly. His face was expressionless as usual.

"We go back!" Oscar replied coldly.

Dani immediately opened the passenger's door and invited Oscar to enter. He then sat in the driver's seat and turned the engine. For a moment, the atmosphere inside was as quiet as a forest in the middle of the night.

To break the deafening silence, Dani cleared his throat as he looked at his boss' face in the mirror and said, "I'm sorry, if I may ask, does Mrs. Petersson have anything to do with William's kidnapping?"

Oscar only cleared his throat in return. He didn't know what to answer. In fact, Greta had conspired with Clara to threaten him so that he would immediately marry Clara. William's kidnapping case should be investigated further.

"Dani, I need you to find information about Clara. All of her phone records, who she contacts frequently, and where she's been in the last few months. More details, the better!" Oscar asked, raising his chin.

"Yes sir," Dani replied firmly.

***

The next morning sunlight descended upon her face as always, slowly waking her up. A gentle dawn breeze penetrated through the window of the boarding house.

The air in Bekasi this morning was quite cool compared to last night, but in a few hours, it would be as hot as usual.

Last night, Lisa cried until her tears dried. The sad song that was played all night long from next door added to her sorrow, making her unable to hold back her feelings. She did not remember when she fell asleep, but obviously, she had to go back to the office  this morning to work.

Lisa got up and washed her sad face with fresh water. Her eye bags looked very dark. Then she grabbed a pot, filled it with water and made a simple breakfast— instant noodles.

Her mind was too foggy to remember what had happened last night. Her head felt dizzy from crying all night. She didn't feel like working today, but in order to support her family, Lisa didn't have any other choice.

This morning, she was too lazy to clean herself, so Lisa just brushed her teeth and sprayed perfume before she rushed to the hotel where she worked.

"I hope today will be a good day," she said to herself.