Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO's Plaything

"Mr. Oscar!" Rangga called from a distance. He leaned slightly forward when he saw the blonde haired man stepping in along with a tall, slender woman.

The golden haired man looked the tallest among the other invited guests. His flawless pale white skin looked very charming. His golden curls glittered in the spotlight, as did his clear blue eyes.

The man was wearing a navy velvet suit that looked as dark as the night sky, combined with a blood-red bow tie. His appearance tonight stole the attention of many, making female visitors stare at him with astonishment.

Beside him, a tall, slender woman with a face like a Korean artist was no less charming. The woman's beautiful body was wrapped in a long white dress with a thigh-slit that exposed her smooth white skin. Her black hair was pulled back neatly. 

Lisa looked at the two couples with fierce glints. Her heart fell into anger every time she saw the two's figures.

Why did she have to run into them again?

When Oscar approached Rangga, the man shook Rangga's hand firmly while staring at him with a cold gaze.

"I never thought you would come here too Mr. Oscar," Rangga pleasantly said.

The European man did not answer, but the woman who took his arm replied, "Of course, Oscar is my husband. And my husband is the owner of a well-known company in the capital city and abroad!"

"No one believes your bullshit, Clara!" Lisa grumbled to herself. She might not have said anything but her eyes narrowed and she glanced at Clara with the corner of her eye unhappily. 

"What an arrogant prick!" Lisa spontaneously said.

Clara turned to Lisa and then gave her a sly gaze. "Oh Lisa, you still can't accept the fact that you are divorced from Oscar?"

"You don't have to bitch a lot, Clara!"

"Ah, sorry, did it hurt your pride? I underestimated you, I thought you wouldn't get any other man after you got divorced from Oscar. But it turns out that you came with a handsome man. I really, really, underestimated you! How could I not realize that you can easily bounce from one man to another!" Clara purposely mocked and belittled Lisa in front of Rangga and Oscar. 

How embarrassed Lisa was when that demonic woman mentioned her divorce.

"Just so you know," Clara puffed her chest and said to Rangga, "You're facing Mrs. Oscar, the only woman in Oscar's heart!"

Hearing Clara's words, Rangga was amazed. Wasn't it the opposite? How could that demonic woman lie without any guilt?

"Sorry, should you not talk about personal matters here?" Rangga said, trying to change the topic of conversation.

"Oh sorry, did I talk too much? I just want to tell you that the woman you are working with is not a good woman!"

Lisa had lost her temper. Hearing all the lies and provocation from Clara made her anger heated even more. She really wanted to throw a glass of champagne at Clara's face but in order to protect Rangga's good name, she tried hard to hold back her anger.

"How about we change the topic? It seems like vilifying each other is not good, especially at other people's birthday," Rangga casually and politely said.

Clara was silent, she smiled a faint smile on the edge of her red lips. She wagged the handheld fan and raised her chin arrogantly.

"Rangga, don't you listen to what this bastard is saying! She was the one who ruined my life!" Lisa said, starting to lose her temper.

"Just so you know, I didn't get married to Oscar at that time because of Lisa. This woman's presence ruined my love life with Oscar! It's even worse that this bitch was once pregnant with Oscar's child. Luckily, she miscarried!" Clara lifted her head and looked down at Lisa with a condescending look. 

Lisa squeezed Rangga's arm tightly, she tried not to beat this demonic woman who was making fun of her.

"Besides, I wonder why a handsome man like you would bring a peasant like Lisa? Look at how pathetic she looks!"

"Miss Clara, that's enough. I don't want to know and don't care about Lisa's dark past. Lisa and I were childhood friends, so I know Lisa better than you do. You better step aside and leave the two of us. Thank you."

Rangga seemed displeased when his childhood friend was harassed by others. As he promised in the past, he would protect Lisa from anyone who dared to disturb her.

"Besides,, this is a good day for Mrs. Wijaya. So please, don't spoil this happy moment with all of your bad words!"

"Okay then, I'll excuse myself first. Oscar, come on," Clara grabbed Oscar's arm and took him away from Lisa and Rangga.

Lisa breathed a sigh of relief after Clara and Oscar left her. Rangga then looked at his best friend with a worried face. He wished Lisa would forget their encounter just now.

"Lisa, want some champagne?" Rangga asked as he handed a champagne glass to Lisa.

The woman grabbed it and took a quick sip.

"Hey, don't chug it like that!" Rangga spontaneously said.

"That crazy annoying bitch Clara really had the audacity to get into my nerves. Why would I always run into the devil wherever I go? I hope she choked!" She snorted irritably.

"I admit that Clara is really pretty, but her personality sucks. I wouldn't want to go out with a girl like that!" Rangga casually said. The man took a champagne glass and took a sip.

"I also wonder why Oscar chose her in the end," Lisa added, still feeling annoyed.

From a distance, a crowd of men that seemed to be around Rangga's age was waving their hands towards him. The crowd shouted Rangga's name.

"Here they come, my fellow entrepreneur friends! I'm going to greet them a bit so you sit near the champagne table, okay?"

Lisa nodded, although she didn't want to be left behind because she didn't know anyone there. But she had no right to forbid Rangga from meeting with his colleagues.

"I won't be long, Lis, just five minutes!"

"Yeah, just go!"

The man approached the crowd with hasty steps. Lisa looked bored and she knew no one in the building besides Rangga. The woman got up from the chair and stepped out into the back garden.

At last, breathing in the cold night air while staring at the dark night sky made Lisa's mind relax a little.

There was no one in the back garden. Just a park bench and a fish pond. Lisa approached the bench and then brushed its surface which was covered with dry leaves.

She looked at the fish pond with a languid gaze. The spotlights of the majestic building reflected over the surface of the pool that had its surface rippling beautifully.

The water ripples were so beautiful, making Lisa immersed in her reverie.

Suddenly, a black shadow crossed her side. Lisa instantly shuddered in horror.

Without realizing it, the black shadow figure grabbed Lisa's arm and then pulled her into the bush. 

"Get off me, you bastard! Let me go! What are you doing!?"