Trial Marriage Husband : I Am CEO's Plaything

What's the use of the maid being in Oscar's room when she can't help her at all? Instead of making herself more and more panicked because of Mrs. Rusminah, it's better for the middle-aged woman to come out.

The maid then nodded her head. "Ah, okay."

After she left, Lisa was still trying to help Oscar to take the fever-reducing pills. But the result was the same as before. She forced Oscar's lips open by pressing both of his cheeks and covering his nose at the same time, but the man was still spitting out the pills.

In the end, Lisa gave up and thought that Oscar could only waste medicine. She got up from the bed and helped Oscar back to sleep. After covering his body with a thick blanket and wiping the sweat off his temples, Lisa put warm water on Oscar's forehead.

For a full hour, Lisa kept pressing Oscar's forehead while not forgetting to check the man's temperature. As the clock almost showed a quarter to one in the morning, Oscar's body temperature finally dropped, but he was still hot. At least the man's body temperature was not as high as before. 

Lisa was hypnotized by Oscar's closed eyes, along with the soft mattress. She suddenly felt sleepy and let out a big yawn, like a roaring wolf and rested her head on the end of Oscar's bed. Without realizing it, after she wrung out a towel and placed it on Oscar's forehead for many times, Lisa entered the dreamland.

Not long later, when Lisa woke up from her sweet dream, the woman looked around her with dim eyes. Her position hadn't changed from when she fell asleep. Still sitting on the floor with her head on the bed. 

"Ah..." Lisa sighed softly. The woman stroked the back of her neck which was sore from her sleeping position last night. 

After a few minutes, she realized that no one was occupying the soft mattress. Suddenly, she got up from the floor and looked left and right. It was still pitch dark in Oscar's room, the small lamp on the table next to the bed had been turned off and the window blinds were still tightly shut. 

While Lisa was busy looking for Oscar in the dark room, her ears caught the sound of water hitting the tiled floor from the bathroom.

Was Oscar taking a shower this early in the morning?

At first, Lisa wanted to let the man take a bath because she understands that Oscar needs one to clean his body. Not long after, the woman came to her senses and rushed to the front of the bathroom door. Yesterday, the doctor had clearly told him not to take a shower first! It's okay to take a shower, it's just that his arms must be covered so they don't get exposed to the water!

"Oscar, come out now! Duh, I told you not to take a shower, you idiot!" Lisa shouted while banging on the bathroom's door. Now a feeling of panic had welled up inside her, making it hard for her to breathe. If the man took a bath and didn't cover the stitches, what if the wound got worse?!

Lisa felt even more guilty. She didn't want Oscar to suffer more because the stitches on his arm were getting worse.

The sound of water hitting the tiled floor still could be heard. There was no sign that the man would come out of the bathroom any time soon. This made Lisa even more panicked and kept banging on the wooden door. If she hadn't been so embarrassed by the sight of the man's boxy belly and virility, Lisa would have forced her way into the bathroom!

Not long after, the sound of dripping water in the bathroom suddenly stopped.

"Oscar! I know you can hear my voice. Get out now before I force you in and kill you on the spot!" Lisa shouted passionately.

Even though she didn't stop screaming as she banged on the bathroom door, she didn't hear a reply from inside. Of course the fire of her anger skyrocketed and made her want to cry blood.

Before Lisa could punch a hole in the bathroom door with her fist, she heard the door's lock open. Then in the next second, the door opened and revealed the figure of a man still wearing a white bathrobe.

Oscar's face was red from the hot water that had washed over his body. His hair was still wet and part of his body which was covered by the bathrobe gave off a sweet smell. The man's arm, which had stitches on it, was covered by a plastic bag from the supermarket Oscar used to visit.

Lisa should be relieved that Oscar covered his arm with plastic. But seeing the man wearing a bathrobe and wet hair from taking a shower made Lisa grit her teeth.

"I told you not to take a shower! But why are you still showering, huh? How old are you, how many times do I have to tell you so you understand and finally obey the doctor's order?! So stupid! What if the stitches—"

Her anger bursted out, she really wanted to curse Oscar all day.

But Oscar's face remained flat. He waited until the woman stopped being angry and walked past him. The man then removed the small towel that was wrapped around his neck and threw it onto the mattress.

"Hey, wait a minute, can you save your anger for later? It's still early in the morning. It's a pity William or Mrs. Rusminah wakes up because of your screams." Oscar said, the man turned around and showed a gloomy look on his face. 

Hearing Lisa's screams so early in the morning made his head spin. "And just so you know, you're in my room. And here, I can do whatever I want."

"Last night you came, broke into my room without permission and now you are mad at me because I took a shower? Have you lost your mind, Lisa? It should be me who should be angry because you sneaked into my room without my permission first!"

Hearing Oscar's last sentence made Lisa even more furious! Last night, she came in a hurry to remind Oscar to take his medicine. Then, knowing the man's body temperature skyrocketed, she tried to put warm towels on his forehead though the clock showed it was in the middle of the night. How dare this man didn't thank her and scold her instead?

"Are you crazy?" Lisa said with a dry laugh. "You're the one who's lost your mind, you idiot! I ran here in the middle of the night just to remind you to take your medicine but now you're actually mad at me!?"

Oscar frowned, "Did I ask you to come here and remind me to take my medicine? No, right?"