Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

Greta's whole body felt like mud. After the old woman left and went somewhere, Greta couldn't help but sigh that sounded trembling from her lips. Even though she was still sitting on the sofa, her legs felt weak as they shook violently.

Greta choked, sobs began to sound but she knew she couldn't cry here.

All her life, she had only been threatened like this by Brigitta. In the past, even though she knew the old woman didn't like her, Brigitta mostly ignored her presence. Gradually, she got used to being treated like a passing wind by Brigitta. According to her, it is better to be treated like the wind than to be threatened like this.

Greta couldn't do anything about it when it came to Brigitta.

If... If only Peter had known what she was doing decades ago, he would have left her in no time! Not only that, perhaps before kicking him from the Petersson family, Peter would have skinned her first and burned her.

The atmosphere in the living room was hot from the tension, but it still made Greta shiver with fear. The demonic woman was enveloped by feelings of fear and worry. Her toes and hands felt cold, while her whole body felt hot.

Greta didn't know what to do.

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Once Oscar and Peter were done talking about some matters that Lisa didn't know, the man approached her in the kitchen. A faint smile graced his lips when he saw Lisa sitting in a chair at the dining table. The heat of the day made Lisa feel weak and helpless.

The man finally told Peter that he would help Lisa sleep in the guest room. After turning on the air conditioner and making sure that no light could get into the guest room, Oscar came out.

About half an hour later, Lisa woke up from her sleep. She looked left and right, only to realize that Oscar had not yet returned to accompany her in the room.

The heat of the day made Lisa's throat feel dry. Without thinking, the woman got out of bed and planned to get a glass of water in the kitchen. It seems that drinking cold water can get rid of the hot feeling that still hasn't gone away in her body.

Not long after Lisa put on the house slippers, she heard the guest room door suddenly open. She only had time to hear the sound of footsteps rushing towards her, before she felt a hard slap on her right cheek.

The sound of the slap on her cheek echoed throughout the silent room, and it made her unable to react for a few moments.

"Mama!" At the same time, Oscar had just finished talking with Peter and appeared in front of the guest room. What he saw just now really made him almost explode.

Oscar stepped quickly into the guest room and hid Lisa's face in his chest. He looked at his mother with cold, disbelieving eyes, "What are you doing!?"

Lisa's cheeks did feel hot, but her heart and eyes felt much hotter. She knew that tears were already running down her cheeks, but she could only keep hiding in Oscar's chest.

Greta was just too emotional that she wanted to slap and kill Lisa. But as soon as she saw Oscar, sitting in front of her while holding Lisa in his arms, and looking at her with a cold and piercing gaze, Greta immediately came to her senses. At that moment, Greta regretted her actions.

"I… I didn't do anything..."

And at the same time, Lisa's sobs began to be heard. She kneaded Oscar's polo shirt and said, "Oscar… I just woke up and she suddenly came .."

"I know," Oscar replied briefly in a soft tone. "I know, Lisa."

"She suddenly came and slapped me for no apparent reason..." Lisa sobbed, her nose now feeling stuffy and her eyes burning.

"You don't have to explain it to me, I trust you." Oscar replied slowly, his clear blue eyes still looking at Greta with a cold and firm gaze.

If her annoyance suddenly disappeared when she saw Oscar's presence, now that ugly feeling returned to her chest. As Oscar's biological mother, her self-esteem was trampled on by Lisa. It should be her whom he respected, his birth mother, not the foreign woman her son met on the street!

The demonic woman suddenly trembled with intense emotions.

The sound of Lisa's sobs and Oscar's reassuring words made Peter who was walking through the guest room turn his head. He raised his eyebrows when he saw Greta's hands were tightly clenched and Oscar hid Lisa in his arms. The man quickly approached them and asked.

"What happened?"

At that very second, Oscar was confused by the situation. Lisa is the woman he loves and wants to protect for the rest of his life. But this demonic woman who just slapped Lisa was his biological mother.

No matter what path Oscar chose, whatever would happen to the two, it would definitely end badly.

Lisa, who was still hiding in his arms, was shivering with shock and sadness. Meanwhile, the woman standing in front of her was still filled with rage when she saw her flushed face and protruding veins.

Oscar knew that he was responsible for everything. And at a time like this, Oscar was made to feel very guilty towards Lisa. For the rest of his life, he didn't want Lisa to get hurt, especially because of him. But apparently, the closer they got, the more trials that came towards them.

It seems that Lisa and Oscar have the same choice and way of thinking. The woman kneaded Oscar's polo shirt as if to tell him to lie and end the problem. She was also trying to stop the tears flowing down her cheeks, and reduce the sound of her sobs.

After all, Greta is Oscar's biological mother.

"Oscar, my stomach hurts so much..." Lisa whined, for that reason she was sure that no one would suspect if her eyes were red and tears were still running down her cheeks. "I think my period came…."

Oscar wasn't stupid, he also knew that Lisa's stomach wasn't hurting anymore. But he understood what she meant. The man then put his arm around Lisa's shoulder and said "Want me to help you to the bathroom?"

Lisa cleared her throat, "Yes."