Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

About 10 minutes later, Oscar rushed back to the toilet where Lisa was waiting for him. The man brought two medium-sized plastic bags with him. He deliberately wore sunglasses so that no one could recognize him.

Luckily, the gas station wasn't too crowded that afternoon and there weren't many people queuing up to get into the toilet. Most of them are waiting, busy playing cell phones or sitting in the car rolling down the windows. Actually, no one paid attention to Oscar's movements, it's just that the man was already worried.

In his entire life, this was the first time Oscar had felt like a master thief. Every step he took was accompanied by his head turning right and left. And this is the first time the man has set foot into the women's restroom.

Oscar really loved Lisa, he was even willing to die for her. It's just that he still has some pride to protect! Don't let anyone else see him and worse, scream to their heart's content that he's a pervert.

As the CEO of Petersson Communications, one bad gossip about him could destroy his reputation in seconds!

So when Oscar managed to get into the women's restroom without attracting anyone's attention, the man quickly locked the door from the inside.

Hearing the sound of movement that was quite loud made Lisa wake up from the pain she endured. The woman who was originally squatting now quickly stood up and asked in a voice that sounded scared.

"Oscar?"

Oscar cleared his throat and followed Lisa's voice. "I'm sorry, I took too long, huh?"

At the same time, Lisa came out of the far end of the toilet cubicle. The woman's lips opened wide when she saw Oscar walking towards her carrying two medium sized plastic bags.

"Oscar," Lisa said in disbelief, a moment later her lips curled into a laugh. "You— geez. Why did you bring all the things in the supermarket here?"

Lisa met Oscar in the middle and took one of the plastic bags from him. Inside were various kinds and brands of sanitary napkins.

"Ah," Oscar replied sheepishly, "I don't know what brand you usually wear. Which brand you are allergic to or not, I also don't know if you are using the one with wings or not, or whether you wear it at night or in the morning, I don't know it all…"

Even though Lisa couldn't hold back her laughter and her lips were about to mock the man, her heart felt warm.

She couldn't imagine what had happened at the supermarket earlier. Oscar gallantly walked into the sanitary area and didn't know what brand to choose. After that, he must have hastily returned to the gas station, put on his sunglasses, and brought two medium-sized plastic bags filled with sanitary napkins.

Lisa is sure her memory of today's events will never be forgotten for the rest of her life.

"Well…." Lisa muttered, grabbing the other plastic bag from Oscar's hand, "Thank you."

Without waiting for the man's reply, she grabbed the wrapping from the sanitary pad and rushed into the toilet cubicle.

Five minutes later, after Lisa finished her business behind the toilet's door, the woman walked out. She washed her hands and corrected her appearance in the mirror. Luckily, she was wearing dark pants so the stains left were not too visible.

"Are you finished?" Oscar asked as he was leaning against the sink.

"Wow, open the door please! I'm in a hurry!"

Before Lisa could answer the man's question, suddenly they heard a knock and a woman's voice from outside. A look of surprise and a desire to run away immediately filled the handsome man's face.

What he feared the most actually happened!

"You wait here and don't say anything," said Lisa, no less panicked than Oscar. She couldn't imagine what would happen if the man was accused of being a pervert even though his intentions were actually good. "I'll go out first, and when it's safe, I'll pick you up here."

The knock on the door grew louder and louder and it managed to make Oscar's heart feel like skipping a beat. So afraid of being found out, the man could only nod his head and quickly entered the far end of the toilet cubicle.

"Wait please—"

Lisa unlocked the bathroom's door and pretended to be surprised. "Oh my, sorry sorry," She made a way for the woman, "I didn't realize I locked this door, hahah!"

The woman rolled her eyes and rushed inside, "What do you think of this restroom huh? Your private bathroom?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Lisa grumbled to herself.

Just so she wouldn't look suspicious, Lisa immediately got out of the women's restroom and walked towards where Oscar had parked his car. She put the two medium-sized plastic bags into the trunk of the car while occasionally keeping an eye on the toilet entrance area.

She could only hope that Oscar didn't make any sound or perhaps act stupid, so that no one would find out about the man's whereabouts. If that woman, or even another woman, finds out about Oscar's whereabouts, the problem wouldn't stop there.

Aside from getting his name tarnished, Oscar's shame and Lisa's guilt would continue to linger with them!

About 5 minutes later, Lisa saw the woman coming out of the toilet. She didn't go inside right away and preferred to wait a little longer. When Lisa made sure that no visitors would enter the toilet, the woman rushed to pick up Oscar from the toilet.

While looking left and right, Lisa stepped further into the women's restroom. She could see Oscar's loafers peeking through the gap in the toilet door and couldn't help but laugh. Why couldn't the woman see the man's shoes from this opening?

Knock knock!

No answer.

"Oscar," Lisa knocked again on the toilet door while looking towards the entrance. "It's me! Get out now before anyone else comes in."

Without waiting any longer, Oscar immediately unlocked the door. Now he was not wearing sunglasses and Lisa could still see the sweat dripping from the man's forehead. If they weren't in this uncomfortable state, she might have mocked Oscar's look.

"Come on..!" She said, shaking Oscar's body in a hurry.

Before Oscar and Lisa could get out of the women's restroom, the lovers heard the sound of high heels walking toward them. Before Oscar could go back into hiding, a middle-aged woman who was roughly in her 50s was standing at the door.

"Oh Lord…!" The middle-aged woman shouted.