Chapter 18 Business Trip
After reading Katniss's diary, I sat in my computer chair and let out a long sigh. From Katniss's diary, I saw her desires, struggles, pain, guilt, and regret, but most importantly, her deep love for me as her husband.
Seeing the pain revealed in Katniss's diary, I suddenly felt a twinge of regret. If it weren't for my plans and actions, Katniss wouldn't be in the state she is today. Thinking about Katniss's current mental state filled me with guilt and heartache. But there was no turning back now, things had already unfolded this way, and I could only continue moving forward. I hoped that things would develop as I anticipated, leading to a good outcome rather than a tragedy.
We have a smart washing machine at home, and usually, we only start it to wash clothes when there's a sufficient amount of dirty laundry accumulated. So I believed that the nightgown Katniss took off last night must still be in the washing machine. I closed my computer, walked to the bathroom, opened the washing machine, and with mixed emotions, found that nightgown.
The nightgown was buried under layers of dirty clothes, indicating that Katniss intentionally placed it at the bottom last night to avoid being discovered. I picked up the nightgown and slowly unfolded it, like unraveling a novel with a captivating plot that filled me with an eager curiosity to know the story. Gradually, the traces of dried semen became visible before me.
The semen Nathan ejaculated on it last night had dried and turned white, the traces were so obvious. Although dried, the hormonal scent emanating from it was still vivid and strong, as if it had just been sprayed on. I had seen everything from last night in the recording, but since it wasn't live footage, it felt surreal, like watching a movie.
Only the traces of semen on this nightgown made me feel that everything I saw last night had truly happened. I calmed my emotions and slowly placed the nightgown back in its original position.
With a muddled mind, I returned to bed, looking at Katniss's adorable sleeping face. I couldn't quite describe my feelings - a mix of relief, love, heartache, a hint of jealousy, and regret. Katniss was still asleep, but occasionally she would furrow her brows as if encountering something troubling in her dreams, showing a hint of melancholy even in her sleep.
I believe at this moment Katniss must be dreaming about what happened in Nathan's bedroom last night, causing her to once again display pain and sorrow in her dreams. I gently kissed her forehead, lay down beside her, and held her tightly. Whatever may have happened between her and Nathan, she would always be my beloved Katniss. Slowly, amidst complex emotions, I drifted off to sleep.
Since I didn't witness the scene in Nathan's bedroom that night in real-time, I anxiously waited in the bedroom, feeling the tension and urgency of wanting to know the real-time situation, an experience I didn't want to go through again.
I decided to use my bonus for the month to upgrade our home surveillance equipment. Since my salary consists of a base salary plus commission, my monthly income varies, allowing me to use some savings to update the equipment. I contacted the seller of surveillance cameras again and expressed my desire for real-time monitoring. After paying a certain amount, the seller sent me a signal output device, which looked like a wireless router but also functioned as one.
Additionally, there was an encrypted peripheral device that resembled a USB flash drive. By plugging it into any computer with internet access, opening the software inside, and pairing it with the home's wireless signal transmitter, I could actively control the few cameras in our home for real-time monitoring. I replaced our router with it, and during work hours, I used my work computer to check. The footage was very clear and smooth, finally allowing me to see everything at home in real-time. The eagerness to see what I couldn't see that night was something I truly didn't want to experience again.
Several days passed in a calm manner, except for the passionate incident between Nathan and Katniss that day, everything seemed to return to normal, except for Katniss and Nathan occasionally observing each other secretly and revealing their desires. This made me anxious, but I had no idea what my next step should be at this point. Everything seemed to have reached a standstill.
Coincidentally, it was time for the company's annual training, and I had to return to the company's headquarters in Frostwoodshire for the training. This business trip would require me to be away for a week. It had been 5 years since I started working at this company, and this was my 5th time attending the training after returning to the headquarters.
Upon returning home, I informed Katniss and Nathan about the upcoming business trip. A hint of reluctance flashed in Katniss's eyes, as we rarely spent time apart. Whenever I traveled or wasn't at home, Katniss would call to check on me, showing her deep concern and longing for me.
Katniss packed my toiletries and personal belongings, accompanied by the usual instructions and reminders typical of women. However, amidst these nagging reminders, I could sense Katniss's care and concern for me.
At that moment, I suddenly realized that during my week away from home, there would only be Katniss and Nathan, two adults in the house. Would something happen between them while I was on this business trip? After all, Katniss and Nathan had developed an interest and desire for each other. Perhaps this business trip would present an opportunity for my plan.
With mixed emotions, I boarded the train to Frostwoodshire, a journey of nearly 10 hours. I lay on the bunk, unable to sleep, my mind filled with anticipation. Finally, in a half-awake state, the train arrived in Frostwoodshire. I found my accommodation, lay on the bed, relieved the fatigue from the 10-hour train ride. During this time, Katniss called me three times. Only after hearing that I had arrived safely did Katniss finally relax.
"Honey, remember to take your medication on time. I won't be there to remind you, so you must remember."
"Honey, don't drink too much at the colleague gathering. Your health isn't that great to begin with."
"Honey, wear warm clothes when you go out. Be careful not to catch a cold." Katniss was persistent, repeating these words countless times at home, but her care and concern for me, evident in these reminders, touched and warmed my heart.
Perhaps due to exhaustion, on the first night in Frostwoodshire, I didn't check the home surveillance equipment. I assumed nothing would happen at home on the first day, so with weariness weighing me down, I fell asleep early.
The next morning, after breakfast, I took a car to the company headquarters. Sitting in the electronic classroom at headquarters, I felt a bit strange. Normally, Katniss would call me in the morning to wake me up and check on me. But today, she hadn't called me in the morning.
The days of training were dull and uneventful. Every time I was in the training room, my mind was elsewhere, thinking about what might be happening at home and why Katniss hadn't called me that morning. Finally, after enduring the first day of training, I declined the socializing and drinking with colleagues, had a simple meal, and returned to the hotel.
Sitting on the hotel bed, I opened my laptop. Remembering that Katniss hadn't called me in the morning, to ease my doubts, I decided to call her and find out what was going on. I found Katniss's number in my contacts, and just as I was about to dial, my phone rang, showing Katniss calling. I eagerly answered the call.
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