Chapter 181
Five years later.
Time flies like flowing water. In the blink of an eye, it has been a full five years since Nathan got married. Five years may seem long or short, but a lot has happened during this time, causing many things to change.
Since Nathan and Jennifer got married, my relationship with Katniss has gradually improved. Life goes on, and ever since then, Katniss has been even nicer to me than before, almost obedient. After Nathan got married, Katniss and I spent a lot of time together, almost inseparable. I didn't give Katniss and Nathan any chance to be alone. The surveillance equipment at home has always been there, but now it's just a decoration. Occasionally, when Nathan and Katniss are alone in my house, I would check through the surveillance in time. If I noticed anything unusual, I would definitely intervene through a phone call or other means, but such a situation has never occurred.
Even when I was on a business trip, the surveillance showed that Katniss always came home on time after work, without any abnormalities. Everything seemed to have returned to the beginning.
Time is the best healer. With the progress of our relationship and Katniss's meticulous care, the crack between us slowly healed. Although not completely healed, with time passing by and Katniss and Nathan maintaining their distance, the pain in my heart gradually faded and healed. The resentment decreased, and with Katniss's almost uninterrupted care, I adjusted my lifestyle and eating habits, and my sexual function slowly recovered. Although giving Katniss an orgasm three times was already good enough, at least it had returned to the way it used to be. However, every time I gave Katniss an orgasm, it required sufficient foreplay and a great deal of effort. And with the sexual desire I hadn't satisfied with Katniss, she would occasionally sneak off to the bathroom while I was asleep and use an 8.66-inch dildo to satisfy herself.
Now both Katniss and I are 36 years old, still a bit away from middle age, but I have matured a lot. Perhaps due to the many experiences and hardships in recent years, I have grown quite a few white hairs, and there are many of them. Katniss had to painstakingly dye my hair every once in a while at home, or else when we went out together, strangers would think Katniss was my daughter.
Although I am 36 years old, Katniss has hardly changed at all. She is still young, beautiful, with smooth and fair skin, as if time has left no trace on her. The only change is that she has become more plump, sexy, and more charming, adding a touch of mature charm to her original innocence.
My son Simon is already ten years old, now in the fourth grade of elementary school at Michael and Sophia's international school. During holidays, he takes the bus home to reunite with us. Perhaps inheriting the excellent genes from Katniss and me, the boy is very handsome, excelling in his studies, and very popular at school. Michael, Sophia, and our colleagues and friends all praise Simon as a future successful person. Therefore, I pay more attention to Simon's education from then on.
What makes me most gratified and happy is that Katniss and I have another beautiful daughter. She is three years old this year, named Olivia Smith. After Nathan got married, as my relationship with Katniss slowly improved and my sexual function recovered, I took the opportunity to work hard on Katniss under her seduction and cooperation, and finally conceived this long-awaited second child. Perhaps as compensation for my injuries, the second child happened to be the daughter that Katniss and I had been looking forward to.
With another daughter, Katniss and I now have a son and a daughter, with no regrets in this life. Olivia looks a lot like Katniss, chubby like a doll, very cute, endearing to all relatives and friends. Relatives and colleagues all say that Olivia will grow up to be a beauty. As for whether Olivia is my biological daughter, I am very confident because under my surveillance, Katniss has never cheated, and with Jennifer's interference, Nathan and Katniss have hardly had any chance to be alone. Even if they were occasionally alone, they just exchanged smiles and normal words, never crossing any boundaries. Seeing the relationship between the two of them now, all the past seems like a dream that never happened.
However, there are also many regrettable things, as everything has its causes and effects. Some unfortunate events have occurred that are hard to be happy about. Perhaps this is the punishment from above for our family's actions.
Firstly, Katniss sometimes suffers from insomnia, has nightmares, and is constantly tormented by guilt. Although she was not religious before, she has now started to believe in God. Every morning, she would recite a prayer from the Bible. All of this stems from four and a half years ago.
Two to three months after Nathan got married, Katniss suddenly became pregnant, and the timing of the pregnancy was very close to the night on the deserted island when she and Nathan were together. Although Katniss and I also had a relationship during that time, the timing was too close to determine if the child was mine or Nathan's. Despite Katniss secretly taking contraceptive pills the day after the deserted island incident, for some reason, the pills failed. Moreover, after Nathan got married, Katniss and I did not rekindle our relationship, and we abstained for a long time. Whose child was this?
I couldn't be sure, and Katniss was even more uncertain. So after Katniss became pregnant, she found many reasons to have an abortion, all of which were weak excuses. How could I accept a child whose paternity was uncertain? Was it my child or my sibling? So after a few simple refusals, I agreed to Katniss's request for an abortion.
After the abortion at the hospital, I brought the pale-faced Katniss back home. Katniss was weak for several days and needed rest. To take care of Katniss properly and prevent any complications, Sophia specifically came to stay at my house for several days to take care of Katniss. Of course, there were complaints from Sophia at that time, and Katniss could only face her mother's complaints naturally, while I just smiled and let it go. I was almost numb to Katniss's sudden pregnancy. Did I already prepare for this mentally when I saw Katniss being inseminated by Nathan so many times on the deserted island? Everything had ended, and it was all a punishment for me and this family. What could I do except accept it? And when I saw Katniss coming out of the operating room, sweating profusely, with no color in her face, I couldn't muster any anger.
After Katniss recovered, she was left with some sequelae. Due to Katniss's poor mental and emotional state before and after the abortion, she was plagued by various gynecological problems for a long time. She had to take medication and go to the hospital for treatment frequently, enduring a lot of physical pain. But the physical pain was not the main issue; the biggest problem was Katniss's tension, fear, guilt, and anxiety after the abortion.
Katniss is a kind woman, and abortion is like killing a just-formed fetus, her own child. After the abortion, Katniss's inner pain and torment were unimaginable. If the child's father had been certain, Katniss would never have aborted the child, but she still painfully let the child disappear before coming into this world. Countless nights after that, Katniss would have nightmares. She said the child in her dreams always came to her, asking why she had killed it. Under the influence of fear, guilt, and anxiety, Katniss looked haggard during that time. Eventually, she sought solace in faith, repenting and atoning for herself.
In her diary during that time, Katniss regarded this incident as a punishment from God. Although she was afraid, there was no complaint in her diary, only acceptance of God's punishment. Since that incident, it played a crucial role in easing the tension in our relationship. During that time, as a husband, I had to devote a lot of energy to help and care for Katniss, to help her break free from the nightmares, and our relationship gradually began to recover from that time.
"Honey, what are you thinking about?" I was interrupted by a voice while reminiscing. Katniss had returned at some point, and I was sitting on the sofa smoking and lost in thought, not even hearing Katniss come in. Katniss's work hours had been adjusted; she now finishes work at three or four in the afternoon, all for Olivia. Olivia is three years old now and attending kindergarten, so Katniss leaves work early to pick her up.
"Nothing, just thinking about our past." I put out the cigarette in the ashtray and turned to the more feminine Katniss. Today, she took a day off, a rare opportunity.
"Then why don't you go pick up Olivia from kindergarten? As a father, you haven't picked her up a few times, and Olivia is already upset with you, always asking why you don't come to pick her up." When Katniss heard me mention reminiscing about the past, a hint of unnaturalness flashed in her eyes. Perhaps hearing me reminisce involuntarily reminded her of many things from the past, even though those memories had long been buried in the dust of time.
"Alright, after picking up Olivia, let's buy some food and go directly to the hospital. We can have dinner together at the hospital." I stood up from the chair, feeling sore all over from sitting in the office all day, not as fit as before.
"Okay." Upon hearing my words, Katniss's expression suddenly dimmed, and the previously relaxed and cheerful mood was infected by something, suddenly losing a lot of its luster.
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