Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

Mrs. Rusminah had given up, she did almost everything to stop Lisa but she failed. She had no other choice but to contact Oscar. The middle-aged woman looked at the whole room in the house with a worried look. All the furniture was destroyed and the decoration of the house was smashed into pieces. It looked like Mrs. Rusminah wouldn't be able to sleep tonight because of what Lisa just did to the house.

"Oh my God, Mr. Oscar's favorite painting is destroyed... How brave you are, Miss Lisa..." Mrs. Rusminah muttered softly as she reached for the painting which was torn in half. She shed tears seeing the damage in the house.

All the paintings that had been neatly displayed on the walls were torn apart. Hardly any of them could be repaired. The shards of vases and other house decorations were scattered on the shiny floor that Mrs. Rusminah had just cleaned. The middle-aged woman really couldn't believe what Lisa had done. She knew that most of those things weren't cheap. Everything in Oscar's house had a high value!

Mrs. Rusminah couldn't stop thinking about what was going on inside Lisa's head. Meanwhile, Lisa didn't care about Oscar's feelings. Lisa was sure that Oscar could still buy all the luxury items in their house, so she didn't feel guilty the slightest bit when she ransacked the house with flaming anger. She thought this was the reward Oscar deserved for treating her unfairly.

Two hours later, someone walked into the living room. The step sounded heavy and steady. Oscar stopped in the doorway, dumbfounded at the unpleasant sight before him.

When Oscar came, Mrs. Rusminah came to the man in a hurry and bursted into tears. "I'm sorry sir, I've tried to stop your wife but she didn't want to listen to me. I've been working hard to clean this house… Now I have to clean it again."

Oscar patted the middle aged woman's shoulder sympathetically. He took off his shoes and told Mrs. Rusminah to take a short break. He knew that his household assistant had done her job well.

The man stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor. He approached one of his studies which was also destroyed. Two glass cabinets displaying his souvenir collections were destroyed along with their contents. The room looked more like a landfill than a study.

Oscar was furious when he saw that his favorite item was shattered into pieces. It might not be expensive but all of them stored a million beautiful memories!

The man ran over to his bedroom, where Lisa was shutting up and crying. Without knocking, Oscar immediately broke down the door of his room and shouted, "Tell me what happened to this house!"

Lisa got up from her bed, her eyes swollen from the constant crying. She looked at the man with a sharp glint and said, "I destroyed your things! Why? Are you going to retaliate?"

Even though Lisa knew that she was guilty, she felt that what she had just done to Oscar was right. Oscar must know how devastated she felt when that man forced her to quit her job and stay at home. Lisa didn't want to be treated like a helpless woman, like most women in general. She was an independent woman. She could earn her own money!

Even now, Lisa still couldn't guess her husband's feelings. But she could feel the anger burning that was in Oscar's heart. The man was really angry!

Oscar walked over to Lisa. His brows and curled lips were not enough to describe his anger. The atmosphere of the room suddenly turned cold and tense.

"Why are you doing all this? You think I will be happy to see this destruction!?" Oscar turned his eyes and looked into Lisa's grim eyes. The man almost slapped his wife hard but he tried to hold back the anger that began to gather around his hand.

"You're very rich, shouldn't it be a problem buying new furniture and other decorations? Why are you so angry?" Lisa aske mockingly. The woman was expressing her frustration.

"You ungrateful woman!" Oscar approached Lisa and slapped the woman hard to her knees. Lisa landed with her left hand supporting her body, protecting her growing stomach. A red rash appeared on the skin of her cheeks.

"Just kill me, Oscar! I know you don't love me and this child in my womb! You married me only for status so you can keep your name clean, right? Admit it!" Lisa snarled while enduring the pain in her cheek.

"Don't change the subject! Explain to me why you destroyed all the things in this house!" Oscar snapped, grabbing Lisa by the collar.

"Oh you still don't get it? This is exactly how my heart is broken because of you Oscar! You married me but you didn't love me, you just made me a tool! You locked me up at home and forbade me to use my cell phone! What kind of husband are you?"

Oscar was getting more annoyed and felt sick with Lisa's words. The man gripped his wife's chin so tightly that Lisa couldn't get away from him. The grip grew stronger and stronger, forcing Lisa to look into his blue eyes that were filled with anger and hatred. The man's handsome face turned ugly and terrifying at once.

"Don't you try threatening me to kill you! You're lucky because you are pregnant now. If not, I would have thrown you out of the window!"

"So that's how you treat your wife!? Right, I'm pregnant so you don't throw me out the window. Are you serious? You confiscated my cell phone and prevented me from going to the office too. Am I your wife or a sex slave!?"

The man pushed his wife down for the second time. Lisa moaned in pain when her back hit the wooden cabinet behind her.

"I'm doing all this for your own good, Lisa! I'm not letting you go to the office and working all night so you don't get tired. What will happen to that child if you go back and forth to the hospital because of fatigue? I'm confiscating your cell phone so that you don't get in touch with the guy who drove you in the black Mercedes. I've done this all and you still don't think I'm jealous!?"

"You don't think I'm jealous of your ex-girlfriend!? That bitch clearly wants to win your love, Oscar! Why? You're a jerk, you can be jealous but I am not. Oh sorry, it's all because you still love that woman right? Then why not just divorce me? Let's bring this to court!" Lisa threatened in a high tone.

"Then why did you destroy all my stuff!? You think these items are worthless?"

"You're rich, can't you buy it again?!"

"These things can't even be bought with money, Lisa! There are so many good memories in it and they got destroyed in an instant because of your doing!"

"Oh I guess rich people can't appreciate things that are not valuable, like respecting the feelings of their wife, and prefer to bitch about destroyed stuff!" Lisa said sarcastically.

Oscar was speechless. It's useless to fight with his wife, he wouldn't be able to fix the things that had been destroyed. The man took a cell phone from his bag and threw it on the bed.

"Take that cell phone. Are you satisfied now?"