Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO's Plaything

Chapter 40 - Moving To The President Director's House

It was already afternoon when Lisa and Oscar stopped in front of the residence's gate that expanded to all directions. Its pure white color seemed to blend perfectly with the other buildings around it.

From behind the magnificent door, a middle-aged woman wearing clothes like a household assistant appeared. The woman then welcomed Lisa warmly. She bowed and greeted her.

"Welcome back Mr. Oscar. This beautiful lady must be Miss Lisa, right? Let me introduce myself. I'm Mrs. Rusminah, the household assistant of the Petersson family,"

Lisa greeted her back. The woman then took Lisa's suitcase. "Come with me, Miss!"

Lisa followed Mrs. Rusminah with Oscar walking behind her through the beautiful tiled corridor. The man's house didn't look like a normal mansion. The walls were painted in all white with a line of gray and black. There were at least one to two minimalist pieces of furniture at each end of the room. There was also a round table with a vase of flowers in a square shape, looking simplistic in the middle of the living room. In the inner garden, there was a dark blue swimming pool complete with a bar.

Lisa had never seen a house that seemed simple but luxurious at the same time like Oscar's residence! She looked around the room in amazement.

'This man clearly has a taste!' She thought.

The room Lisa was guided to seemed to be the guest room. The interior looked modern and luxurious just like the rest of Oscar's house. There was a wide window, all made of glass, overlooking the swimming pool.

"Tonight, you sleep in the guest room first. After we officially married, then you joined me in my room. But I don't really mind if you sleep with me tonight," Oscar explained with a little teasing tone.

"No, I'll just stay here. I'm still not used to the same bed with you, Oscar," Lisa's lips twitched as she turned her gaze to the wall on her right.

"No problem. Tonight, you will have to join me for dinner downstairs. If you need anything, Mrs. Rusminah will be ready to help you. Just press the red button near the door. Do you understand?" The man leaned against the doorway with his arms crossed.

Lisa nodded, not looking at Oscar's eyes.

"Good. See you in the dining room at seven in the evening!" Oscar turned around and left the guest room.

Mrs. Rusminah put Lisa's suitcase in the corner of the room. The middle-aged woman then looked down and said, "If Miss Lisa needs anything, don't you hesitate to call me, okay? Don't be afraid, Mr. Oscar just looks cold on the outside! But he actually has a soft heart!"

"Yes ma'am, take it easy. I want to rest first," Lisa laid her tired body on the soft bed. For the first time in her life, she felt such a soft mattress made from goose down. Very comfortable. The woman then fell asleep in an instant!

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At seven o'clock in the evening, Lisa was still fast asleep on her new bed. Mrs. Rusminah came, gently knocking on the door.

"Miss Lisa! Dinner is ready. Mr. Oscar is waiting downstairs!" The maid said loudly.

A few moments later, Lisa began to wake up from her deep sleep. She had never slept so comfortably in her life.

'Rich people sleep this comfortably, huh? How pleasant,' Lisa thought.

She got out of bed and immediately walked into the bathroom. As expected, the bathroom was very spacious. There was a white bathtub made of porcelain and a shower. The sink was no less modern than the rest of the furniture in the house. Water would automatically flow from the tap once its sensor detected a hand. Lisa was stunned to see the sophistication presented in front of her. She washed her face and changed into a simple white dress.

The woman descended the stairs and immediately joined Oscar in the dining room. Lisa brushed the figure of Oscar who was sitting on his chin. The man was really charming even though he was only wearing a robe. His golden curls were left a little messy. That night, Oscar looked like the star of a hair care commercial.

"Hi dear, please sit down." The man turned his palm.

Shortly after Lisa sat down, the appetizer arrived, followed by a glass of wine. Lisa really felt spoiled by Oscar. She had never had an appetizing dinner like the one she was currently enjoying. It was a really, really extraordinary dinner for her.

"I hope you can still feel at home in my house, dear. Be sure that you won't starve as long as you stay with me. I guarantee you one hundred percent!" Oscar said. The man slowly took a sip of wine, then turned his glass and looked closely at Lisa.

"Thank you for your kindness Oscar, I am very indebted to you."

The man grinned. "The only thing you can do to return the favor is being my wife."

During the conversation, a waiter brought the main dish. Lisa was amazed at how luxurious the main course was tonight!

Venison Steak with boiled potatoes. Quite the unusual food for Lisa. The woman tasted the foreign dish and a smile crossed her face. Again, she had never tasted the pleasure of a rich people's dish like this!

"I'm glad to see you happy with what I gave you, Lisa," Oscar said while cutting the steak on his plate.

"How could I not be happy Oscar? This is really luxurious!" Lisa said with a happy face. She devoured her meal heartily.

"So, are you ready for tomorrow, dear?"

Lisa almost forgot that tomorrow was the most important day for her. She would marry the president director of Petersson Communication! For a moment, Lisa thought that her choice was a little bit reckless, but wasn't that choice much better than aborting her baby?

Lisa had thought about how Oscar married her because that man only wanted to protect his unborn child. Suddenly the thought raged in her brain, making her terrified. What if that thought was true?

"Oscar," She asked softly. "Actually I'm not sure if you married me because you really love me..."

"What are you talking about Lisa? Of course I love you! Look what I have given you so far!" Oscar explained, trying to convince her.

She didn't mean to doubt, but Oscar had met her mother only once. If it weren't for the child she was carrying, Lisa was sure Oscar wouldn't have asked her to marry this soon.

But what could she do? If she did not marry Oscar, her good name would be tarnished and she would have a bad image in the eyes of the people around her. To make matters worse, the future of her unborn child would be bleak!

Lisa put the fork and knife on the plate, crossing them neatly. She said nothing after dinner then returned to her room and slept.

She would make a sacred promise with Oscar tomorrow!