Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

"Oscar, it's clear that it's not my son's fault. Why do you have to be angry? William is telling the truth. After all, I've tasted your burnt dish once, so I believe William isn't lying!"

Lisa let go of William's arms and put her arm around the boy's shoulders. She put the boy's head on her chest, and glared at the man sitting across. "Just watch until you dare touch my child..."

The anger Oscar felt instantly disappeared as soon as he heard it. He had known Lisa long enough that he chose to remain silent rather than being killed in front of his own child!

Oscar knew very well that Lisa would not hesitate to scold him in public. Especially in front of their child. If that really happened, where would he like to put his face later?

Seeing his awkward father made William smile triumphantly. He can only talk like this when he is with his mother!

His father would have told him to stand against the wall for annoying him! But since he had his mother close and defend him now, Oscar wouldn't be able to do anything to him.

"Papa, do you hear it? Mama agreed with me that your cooking tastes bad! If Papa is angry with me because of that, I will tell Mama and she will scold you!"

Luckily, after William finished saying that, the food they ordered came. If it weren't for the middle aged woman and Lisa's presence here, he would definitely kill his child! His son used Lisa as his shield so that Oscar would submit and obey the little devil's request. And the worst thing about all of this was that William is his biological child!

"William, if the food you ordered doesn't taste good, call auntie, okay? Auntie will definitely cook you new food right away!"

"Auntie don't worry, your cooking is definitely better than—"

"That's enough," Oscar interrupted quickly. "Hurry and eat your food before it gets cold."

"-Five-star chef! Papa, what the heck, why are you cutting me? I'm not done talking yet!"

The middle-aged woman was pleased to hear the compliment that kept coming out of William's lips. This was the first time she had heard such endless praise. Her husband and children have never praised her cooking as much as William.

"Alright, alright, you eat well. Later, if you need something, you can immediately call Auntie!"

After the middle-aged woman left, their table fell silent. Lisa abandoned the food she ordered and preferred to help her child eat. It had been a long time since she feeded William.

"Hehe, how good is the food?" Lisa asked with a tone full of affection as she watched William devour the food he ordered with enthusiasm. His cheeks puffed up from chewing rice in his mouth.

William cleared his throat while looking at his mother.

"Mom, can you cook?" William suddenly asked with his mouth still full of food.

Lisa frowned, "William, swallow your food before you speak."

William complied with his mother's request and started chewing quickly. He didn't want to make her angry or disappointed by what he had done! He painstakingly chewed the rice and chicken that were in his mouth.

"Mommy, can you cook?"

Hearing William's question immediately made Oscar lose his appetite for food. He already knew the meaning of the boy's question. Surely, William would have said something related to how bad the food he had been making.

"Can I cook?" Lisa asked back. She glanced at Oscar for a moment then nodded her head firmly, "Yes, of course I can do it! I can even guarantee that my cooking tastes much better than Papa's!"

"Can you guys stop talking about my cooking…"

"Really? But I believe that Mama's cooking is definitely better than Papa's. Even if Mama  just cooked white rice, William is sure it tastes better than when Papa cooked it!"

Lisa chuckled, "Really? Alright, how about I cook for you? You can rate my cooking later."

"Then you must hurry up and cook for me. I'm afraid my stomach will burst from eating too much of Papa's cooking!" Talking back about the taste of his Father's cooking made William remember something. "Do you know? Once, Papa tried to cook me vegetable soup. I don't know how it happened but the vegetables were burnt—"

"For God's sake, William, if you don't stop talking, Papa won't cook you dinner again!" Oscar interrupted.

"I don't care! I'll just call Mama and tell her that Papa is cranky and doesn't care about his hungry child."

How old is William actually? Why is that boy so good at twisting the facts and and worst of all, daring to threaten him! Oscar really couldn't stop thinking about his son!

"You're threatening Papa now, hmm? See you later, William."

William hugged Lisa's arm and screamed a little, "Mama, save me from this man!!"

Seeing the man and his biological child kept fighting like a cat and a mouse, Lisa couldn't stop laughing. She couldn't imagine how Oscar's kitchen looked like when the man served the bland food in front of William.

Sometimes, he wanted to come over to their house once in a while and enjoy the warmth of their little family together. But Lisa was determined not to reconcile with Oscar. If she visited Oscar's house and maybe spent a night there, she was sure her wall that had been shielding her would just fall down.

Now, Oscar didn't know what to do. He wanted to cry but laugh, all mixed into one. He wanted to cry because the man didn't expect his son to like to see him suffer and get humiliated in public. And so, he wanted to laugh because finally, their little family was finally whole as they could spend time together.

Right after Oscar confessed his relief that his little family had gathered, his cell phone rang.

"Hello, what's wrong? If it's not important, we can discuss this matter tomorrow morning at the office. I'm busy now."

Oscar is the only professional man Lisa has ever met. The man's face was flushed with embarrassment earlier, but now the man looked serious and firm. It was as if she was still in the same office as him.

Oscar frowned, "I'll be at the office in a minute!"

The man hung up the phone and hurried up from the chair. He put on his blazer which he slung over the back of the chair with a panicked face.

"Lisa, I have urgent business at the office. I have to get there right now!"

"What's the problem?" Lisa asked doubtfully.

Seeing Oscar's hasty gesture made Lisa realize that something wasn't right. She almost stood up and put William aside.

"You and William stay here first, finish your food.. I can get someone to pick up William later."