Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO’s Plaything

"You don't have to be nagging, let me take you home." Oscar said in a firm tone. The man still insisted on taking Lisa home. He still wasn't sure that the bastard would just give up so easily.

Lisa pursed her lips. She considered Oscar's invitation to take her home. On the one hand, the woman wants to be escorted home by her ex-husband, so at least she can save the costs for transportation. But she also didn't want to bother Oscar.

"No need, I'll just take a taxi home." Lisa replied reluctantly.

After saying that, she turned around and walked away.

Oscar frowned and quickly walked over to Lisa. His long legs allowed him to catch up to her in seconds.

"Are you serious about taking a taxi? It's lunch time, you know, it must be hard to find a taxi at this hour."

Hearing that made Lisa look at the watch wrapped around her wrist. The woman cursed in her heart when she found out what Oscar said was true. After the interview, she should have rushed home instead of walking leisurely!

If she immediately called a taxi once she left the office building, she certainly wouldn't have to meet Gatot! But why did she have such a stupid brain and decide to take the bus home!?

Oscar's question remained unanswered for a few moments. It's not Lisa if she doesn't behave like a stubborn person. The woman stood at the end of the sidewalk, often holding out her hand, trying to stop a taxi.

But unfortunately, none of the taxis stopped.

She grew annoyed when no taxis wanted to pick her. Sometimes she glanced at Oscar's car which was parked not far from where she was standing. The engine started but there was no sign that the man would be leaving anytime soon.

Lisa knew well that Oscar wouldn't be coming home until he saw her entering the taxi with his own eyes. And the woman knew very well that the man would definitely follow the taxi she was about to take from behind.

Lisa stood at the end of the sidewalk for about 25 minutes. No taxis wanted to stop and pick her, making Lisa think that she wouldn't be able to go home before the sky darkened.

"Should I go home with Oscar?" Lisa whispered to herself. She couldn't take her eyes off the heavy traffic. Surprisingly, even though the streets are busy and there are various kinds of vehicles passing through the streets, Lisa rarely sees taxis passing on the streets.

When the cold wind blew against her short hair, Lisa couldn't help but chuckle in annoyance. Subconsciously, the woman hugged herself, trying to warm her frozen arms. The cold wind blew her and it made her bones ache.

For some reason, Lisa couldn't stand the cold ever since she miscarried. Not just the wind, even for a cold shower, Lisa couldn't stand it. And until now, the woman still does not understand why she is against anything that's cold.

A gust of cold wind came again and now it was able to make Lisa shiver. But the woman remained firmly standing at the end of the sidewalk, waiting for the taxi to take her home.

Finally, before Lisa froze to death, she stepped quickly towards Oscar's car.

"Not a word." Lisa said as she sat in the front seat.

The cold air outside made her rub her arms which were covered with the sleeves of the blazer she was wearing. For the next few moments, Oscar turned off the cooler and pretended to be busy searching for a radio station.

"Take me to this address. Like I said earlier, don't ask too many questions." Lisa said while opening the maps on her cellphone. Not long after, she found the direction.

Oscar looked at Lisa for a while then started to step on the gas, "Don't you live in the same house with Rangga anymore?"

Hearing that made Lisa pause for a moment. Since she ended her relationship with Rangga, no one has mentioned the man's name. And unexpectedly, Oscar was the first to mention the man's name in front of her!

Lisa gave a small snort and preferred to listen to a pop song she had heard many times on the radio. The warm temperature in Oscar's car made the woman slowly feel comfortable. She leaned back against the back of the car seat and sighed. Lisa turned her head and looked at the window which showed several vehicles passing at above average speed.

After no answer left her lips for a while, the woman finally let out a snort. "Never say that guy's name in front of me again."

Even though her tone sounded pathetic, Oscar couldn't help but feel happy! All of a sudden, the burden he was carrying on his shoulders disappeared. His wide smile made his sparkling eyes look like crescent moons.

During the trip, Lisa did not make any sound. Sometimes she yawned or mumbled, humming a little. Just like Oscar who also didn't make any sound. His two eyes focused on looking ahead, while his left hand was itching to touch Lisa's thighs.

Instead of touching sensually, he just wanted to channel the warmth of his body to her.

When his car arrived in front of the building Lisa was referring to, he slowly stepped on the brakes. The man turned, about to tell Lisa that they had arrived and that she should rest quickly.

But Oscar was stunned at the sight of Lisa's face while the woman was still deep in her sleep. Judging from the eye bags that adorn the woman's eyes, it made Oscar realize that Lisa hadn't been getting enough sleep lately.

Oscar touched Lisa's chin gently and tilted her face towards him so he could see her face more clearly. Her red lips that looked soft like jelly were slightly parted. Her brow furrowed as if she was contemplating something. The warm temperature that filled the car made Lisa's cheeks turn red and sweat dripped down her temples.

In the past few days, Oscar had been hopeful that he could see Lisa's sleeping face. Even though he wanted her to fall asleep on the bed right next to him, he thought that was enough for now.

Oscar's heart skipped a beat as he slowly extended his hand. He then rested Lisa's head on his broad shoulders. The woman's silky hair tickled his jaw and the smell of the typical shampoo she usually used filled his chest cavity.

Oscar turned his head slightly, trying not to make too much movement so that Lisa wouldn't wake up from her sleep. Not long after, a warm kiss landed on the woman's head.

The man never stopped thinking about what was so special about Lisa to the point that he wanted her. Countless much prettier and sexier  women than her want him as their lover.

But why was Oscar always drawn back to Lisa, like a magnet?