Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

"Don't pretend to be stupid you Oscar! I know she is currently in Jakarta and it seems the reason you came home late so often is to have an affair with her!" Lisa's heart felt torn apart that it almost made it hard for her to breathe freely. She thought that her marriage to Oscar was coming to an end in the near future.

"Wait a minute, me and Clara? It has nothing to do with my job! I was really on duty when I went out of town and to Singapore!"

Lisa cut him off, "Oh, didn't you really ask her out of town and on a date in Singapore? Don't play dumb Oscar, I know Clara still loves you and looks like you too!"

Oscar frowned, his brows knitted together, a suspicious expression plastered across his face. "Lisa, what are you talking about? You accuse me of having an affair with Clara. Hold on, how do you know about Clara's feelings!?"

Lisa sighed and blinked. Her hands were still folded while puffing out her chest. "How do I know about your affair is none of your business, Oscar. What I am sure of is that there is only Clara in your heart right now, not Lisa Soewandi. So we'd better just divorce!"

In her heart, Lisa thought that divorce was the only way out of all the mess between her, Oscar, and Clara. She didn't even want to rely on Oscar's wealth.

Since the first time she met Clara a few days ago, she had suspected that Oscar and Clara were a good match destined by God to be together. Lisa had nothing to do with Clara. The woman was much prettier, taller, whiter, and much more educated than she was. Now her doubts had been answered. Oscar didn't really love her. Lisa thought that there was still Clara in Oscar's heart.

Oscar was even more furious with the word 'divorce' that Lisa had just put out in front of his face. He thought the woman he took as his wife was really ungrateful. "Okay, if that's what you want. I will make a resignation letter for you tomorrow so you can stay at home and be a good housewife!"

Lisa was surprised to hear that. "What the hell are you thinking, Oscar!? Why are you limiting all of my freedom as your wife now!? I don't want to resign! I still want to work!"

Feeling annoyed and emotional, Oscar went out of the room and slammed the door hard. The sound of the door slamming was so loud that it made Mrs. Rusminah startled and went up to the second floor to check.

Mrs. Rusminah came and entered, she saw Lisa's figure sitting quietly at the end of the bed crying. The middle aged woman helped Lisa to calm down by rubbing her back. "Miss Lisa, are you alright? What's wrong with Mr. Oscar?"

Lisa ignored Mrs. Rusminah's question. Her tongue felt it had gone numb. The fight just now cut her feelings into slices.

"Please don't mind it, Miss. Don't be sad and angry or you will get sick later! You are also pregnant. You'll only upset your baby," Mrs. Rusminah said, trying to calm her down.

Lisa still locked her mouth. She sat at the end of the bed with a blank gaze and stiff like a marble statue. Seeing Lisa silent made Mrs. Rusminah confused about what to do.

"Miss, don't hesitate if you want to tell me, I'm here to listen to you..."

After a few moments of silence, Lisa finally spoke up. Her voice broke the silence in the room. "Mrs. Rusminah, I'm hungry. I want to eat!"

Mrs. Rusminah led Lisa down the stairs and toward the dining room. That night, the maid was preparing a simple chicken porridge for Lisa.

Even a simple dish like that couldn't make Lisa's anger towards Oscar disappear. Lisa lazily scooped the porridge with no appetite.

Seeing Lisa's haggard and stiff face, Mrs. Rusminah tried to comfort her and divert her anger towards her husband. "Miss Lisa, don't think too much about Mr. Oscar. Maybe he was tired after working abroad! Take it easy, he is the one!"

Lisa stopped eating and looked at Mrs. Rusminah with an angry gaze. "Mrs. Rusminah, do you know Clara Gunawan?"

The maid's face changed drastically when she heard Clara's name. The friendly smile on the middle-aged woman's face turned flat. It was as if she had a lot of secrets about Clara that Lisa didn't know, so she tried to cover it up.

"Why did you ask me?" Mrs. Rusminah asked briefly, her voice starting to sound sharp and slightly threatened by Lisa's question.

"Do you know her? Why didn't Oscar just marry Clara?" Lisa said curtly.

Mrs. Rusminah was silent for a moment, she smiled thinly and said, "Miss Lisa, everything about Miss Clara has passed, it's all in the past. Oh wait a moment, I have to go back to the kitchen! I'm still cooking porridge, excuse me Miss Lisa," Mrs. Rusminah avoided Lisa's question about Clara by running to the kitchen.

Lisa knew that Mrs. Rusminah was hiding something from her, especially about Clara and Oscar's relationship. She gave up, Mrs. Rusminah seemed reluctant to talk even though the middle-aged woman seemed easily tricked or lied to.

It looked like Lisa didn't need to know more about Clara. In the end, she would still divorce Oscar. It was enough for her to be approached by Clara alone and bullied by the evil woman with the snow white face. That night, nothing accompanied Lisa to eat except sadness and anger.

***

The next morning, Lisa took a shower after breakfast and put on her makeup. Then she went downstairs to put on her shoes and go to work. While she was wearing her shoes, she was stopped by Mrs. Rusminah. "Miss Lisa, Mr. Oscar told me to watch over you at home. He said you can't go to work starting today,"

Lisa turned to Mrs. Rusminah with an annoyed face. Oscar ordered his household assistant to block Lisa. With a sharp gaze and furrowed lips, she said, "Why? Why are you following all that bastard's orders? What right does he have to limit my freedom to work!? If I don't work, what will my family eat later!?"

Even though Lisa was flooded with wealth and luxury by Oscar, she still had to work to support her sick mother and her younger sister who was still in college. Her little family really depended on her!

Lisa ignored Mrs. Rusminah and walked past her. The assistant then pulled Lisa to prevent the woman from going to the office. "Miss Lisa, listen to me! Mr. Oscar told me to look after you at home! I can't let Miss Lisa go to the office!"

Lisa shook off Mrs. Rusminah's hand that was holding her arm.. She hated it when another person got involved with her personal problems.