The next day, Andien always took the time to visit Lisa in the hospital. That afternoon, Andien brought something for Lisa with the hope that it would calm Lisa's heart after she lost her baby to an unfortunate incident.

"How are you, Lis? Are you feeling better than yesterday?" Andien asked as she put her tote bag next to Lisa.

"Yes, I feel better, fortunately. Thanks!"

"Did you tell your mother?"

"About what?"

"That you were admitted to the hospital! And about your son, Lis." There was a hint of hesitation in Andien's last sentence. She tried to keep her friend's feelings from trivial things that might offend her.

"No, I haven't. Besides, I don't want to make my mother worry about my current situation," Lisa replied. "You didn't tell my mother that I'm hospitalized, right?"

"Of course no, Lis. I planned to tell her but I know you'll only sulk at me later!"

"I know you have a good intention, but please don't tell my mother unless I ask you to. This is my problem so..." Lisa said, a little irritated.

"But you know, Lis, sooner or later your mother will know. You are aware of that, aren't you?" Andien asked.

"Yes, I understand, I'll tell her later when the time is right. But it's clear that now is not the time!"

Suddenly, the door to the hospital room opened. Lisa turned her gaze to the door suspiciously. The figure of a man in black long sleeves and matching jeans stepped inside.historical

The man walked over to the bed and approached Lisa. He saw the woman was staring at his tall, slender figure with a suspicious gaze. His golden hair looked disheveled. His blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight coming from the room's window.

Andien immediately nodded then smiled at the figure of the man and greeted, "Good evening Mr. Oscar,"

The man replied to Andien's greeting with a short nod. Now his eyes were turned on Lisa. The man looked closely at her as if she was the treasure he had been looking for.

Andien's hunch told her to immediately say goodbye. Lisa and Oscar needed some space since the two of them rarely talked.

"Lis, I'll take my leave, okay? I can't come back late. Mr. Oscar, excuse me," the plump woman then got up from her seat and jogged towards the exit.

Now it was just Lisa and Oscar alone in the room.

The room that had been warm and cheerful suddenly became stiff and awkward. Lisa looked at the man with an indifferent gaze.

"You're awake now. How is your rest, Lisa?" The man asked dryly. After 2 days of not seeing Oscar's figure in the hospital, Lisa was stunned to hear his deep, sexy voice. Lisa was completely at a loss for words.

She shrugged and said indifferently, "What do you think?"

Lisa's feelings were still in chaos. She felt her own husband was like a stranger. Tears began to slowly flow from behind her left eye. She couldn't help crying when the man spoke to her.

The man walked over and sat on the chair next to her with both legs crossed. Oscar took a deep breath and said, "When you were still in a coma, I always came to accompany you, Lisa. Why are you so cold to me like this?"

"Just ask yourself!" Lisa said curtly.

"I'm sorry that I rarely come home lately. My job's schedule is very messy."

"Job or spending your leisure time with Clara?"

Hearing that sentence, Oscar immediately changed his face. His pair of blue eyes that had been calm and calm now became sharp and gleaming.

"How about you, Lisa? Are you satisfied with calling Rangga at that time?" Oscar snapped, not wanting to lose.

Lisa cocked her head. She did not understand what her husband meant. "Rangga? Why do you bring up his name now? Where did you learn that slander?"

"Don't change the topic Lisa, I know that before you were taken to the hospital, you tried to call Rangga several times!"

"Wait a minute, you took my cell phone with you. How could I make a call to Rangga?" Lisa asked, surprised.

"Were you going to have an affair with him while I was out for a business trip, Lisa?"

Lisa was surprised. Her husband started rambling. As far as she could remember, she had never called Rangga, especially when Oscar took her cellphone away every time the man went out of town. The only option to call was using the landline, but Lisa would not use it to call Rangga even if she had to.

Lisa's eyes started to water with tears. She looked at her husband with a look full of anger and sadness. Behind her dark brown eyes, Oscar could see despair, pain, and heartbreak.

"Do you think I'm stupid!?" Lisa turned up her volume louder than usual. "I know you are having an affair with your ex-girlfriend! Whereas I here have absolutely nothing to do with my college friends! I don't have a special relationship with Rangga! He is just my childhood friend. Do you understand?!"

Oscar was silent, he was already at a loss for words.

"Whenever I asked you about your relationship with Clara, you always kept quiet, you even changed the subject! I don't know if you still love me or not until now!"

The man lowered his head. He didn't want to make things worse. He touched Lisa's pale hand gently and said, "I'm sorry Lisa."

Lisa looked away. She didn't want to see her husband's handsome face. For as long she married the golden haired man, she had never heard the word 'sorry' coming out of his lips. It seemed that the man's apology was genuine, but he still hid something from her.

Lisa was still unmoved. She calmed her turbulent heart. She still hadn't received any answer from her husband whether he was really having an affair with Clara. Lisa was tired of Oscar. It looked like divorce was the best way for her.

The woman took a deep breath and exhaled. She closed her eyes for a moment and said, "Get out from here, Oscar. I don't want to see you anymore!" Her voice was gloomy and hoarse. Lisa had never felt such great anger before.

She then laid herself back down, pulled the blanket over her and turned her back to her husband. She gave what she thought Oscar deserved. The room suddenly grew quieter and more silent.

How confused Oscar was to see his wife being this cold and indifferent. Never in his marriage to Lisa he saw her so furious and sad like this. That guy really ruined Lisa both physically and mentally!

"Okay, I'll say goodbye first. I'm sure that Mrs. Rusminah will come to take care of you tomorrow morning. I have to get back to the office. I will visit you again after work. You just rest," the man's voice sounded sluggish, mixed with guilt. He was regretful and confused.

"Don't expect me to see you tomorrow!" Lisa said curtly.

A few moments later, the man walked to the bedroom door and stepped out. The sound of the door crackling was heard so softly that it could not be heard. After Oscar finally left the room, Lisa turned toward the door and stared at it blankly for a moment.

'Do you really love me or Clara?'