Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO's Plaything

When the two of them got to the boarding house, Oscar helped Lisa to sit on the sofa with a deep sigh. That woman must have been overwhelmed by her encounter with the two thugs in the deserted alley just now!

The man rushed to the bathroom and brought a tub filled with water and a towel. Then he went to the kitchen and heated the water in a pot.

Oscar returned to the living room looking at Lisa, who was still speechless. The incident in the alley still shocked her.

The man walked over to Lisa and sat beside her. He put his arm around her while gently stroking Lisa's head. He leaned Lisa's head against his broad chest. "Calm down, Lisa. I'm here. The warm water will be ready soon. You must immediately clean yourself,"

His voice was very soft. Lisa could hardly recognize the man as her ex-husband when he spoke in a soft and caring voice like this. When Oscar was still her husband, he was never this gentle.

Several minutes had passed, Oscar returned to the kitchen to check the boiling water in the pot and then poured it into the bucket of cold water.

The man carried the bucket into the living room right under Lisa's feet. "Soak it so that your feet don't tremble anymore,"

He returned to the kitchen and boiled some water again. 

In the living room, Lisa rubbed her legs which were dirty with street dust. She saw scratches on her leg as a result of struggling against the two thugs that stopped her earlier. Lisa rubbed it slowly and the pain started to spread all over her body.

She then rubbed it with a damp towel. The warmth brought a calming sensation, helping her ease down a bit.

Oscar returned from the kitchen and poured hot water into the small tub in the bathroom. He approached Lisa while she was still busy washing her feet. "Lisa, the warm water is ready. You better take a shower before the water turns cold,"

The man spread his hands ready to help Lisa get up from the sofa. Lisa reached for both hands then lifted her limp body. She could barely stand on her own feet and fell on Oscar's chest. The man immediately caught her, making them look awkward in this hugging position.

"Oscar," Lisa softly said. "Sorry, I can not stand up, can you help me—" not finished speaking, the man immediately carried her and took her to the bathroom.

He put Lisa in the closed toilet seat then asked, "Do you want to wash it too?" 

Hearing these words, Lisa was a bit shocked. She couldn't find the lust in the man's voice, but she had learned from her experience. The man who was once her husband had such a huge sex drive. She definitely wouldn't allow herself to be undressed in front of this golden haired man.

"No Oscar, I can do it myself. Besides, I'm not your wife anymore," Lisa waved her hand to get the man out of the bathroom.

After the door was closed and locked, Lisa started to take off her clothes one by one, hanging them on the bathroom door.

She grabbed a ladle and took warm water from a small tub. Lisa poured the warm water from the top of her head so that it fell down to her toes. The warm sensation of the water flowing through her body opened her pores. Her mind and heart immediately calmed down.

Every now and then she blinked and breathed a sigh of relief. Warm bath's so soothing!

She grabbed a soap then poured a little on the palm of her hand. Lisa clasped her palms together and rubbed them until they were foamy.

Lisa then gently rubbed her dirty skin. She didn't let the soap scratch her skin. 

When she rubbed her neck, she accidentally stared at the scar left by the thief from the glass hanging in the bathroom. The wound disgusted her a lot. She still remembered how it felt when the pervert-faced man kissed her neck roughly and then bit her. 

The woman shook her head many times to take the bad memories from her mind. She took the remaining water and then poured it all over her body.

Lisa then grabbed a towel that was draped on a hanger and wrapped it around her slim body.

She stepped out of the bathroom with unsteady steps towards her room on the second floor. After she changed clothes, Lisa went downstairs to meet Oscar in the living room.

The man couldn't be seen anywhere near the living room. Lisa thought that he might have hurried home. When she turned around, however, she found a tall man in a leather jacket holding a steaming mug.

"Lisa, I made you hot tea. You need this," Oscar said as he handed the mug to Lisa.

Lisa grabbed the mug with her head bowed a little. She didn't want to look directly at the man's face. "Thanks Oscar," 

She returned to sit on the living room sofa together with the golden haired man. Lisa kept her distance from the man so that nothing unwanted would happen. The atmosphere in the living room became very awkward and quiet.

The man just stared straight at the wall in front of him, daydreaming and clasped his hands together.

Every now and then Lisa sipped her tea and blew the smoke that was billowing in the air. She crossed her legs and breathed in the fragrant aroma of the tea.

There was no conversation between the two. The atmosphere in the living room was really awkward. The man did not even take the initiative to invite Lisa to talk, and neither did Lisa. The woman was just busy enjoying her tea.

The silence ended when Lisa put the mug on the living room's table and said, "Thank you very much Oscar. If you hadn't come, I might've been found in pieces the next morning,"

Lisa's voice broke the silence between them. Oscar immediately woke up from his lonely reverie. The man turned his gaze to Lisa's face, which was still staring straight ahead. It seemed that his ex-wife didn't want to see his face.

Oscar only nodded while muttering as a response.

"Today is my worst day," Lisa spontaneously said. The woman looked down again. Tears started flowing from the corner of her eyes.

"Why didn't you just go home by taxi or online motorbike taxi? You know Jakarta at night is dangerous for women!" Oscar said worriedly.

His words made Lisa remember the moment when she was going to the shopping center to unwind from the office but then her plan got ruined when she bumped into Clara.

The demonic woman was clearly carrying Oscar's biological child. How could Lisa's heart not hurt seeing that demonic woman carrying Oscar's offspring? If it weren't for that demonic woman, Lisa wouldn't have miscarried and divorced that golden haired man!

"Oscar, thank you for helping me. I owe you a debt someday. It's time for you to go home, Clara and William are waiting for you at home," Lisa said softly while shedding tears.

"Lisa, please remember, be careful when you walk alone. I can't guarantee that I'll always come and help you at any time!"

"Oscar, I'm not asking you to always help me.. Go home, your wife and child are waiting for you!" Lisa added, this time she looked at him with annoyance.