Chapter 226
The family of three finished dinner with heavy hearts. Nathan went back to the bedroom to tidy up, as his room had been uninhabited for a long time, and he decided to pack his luggage and put it in the closet. Meanwhile, I went back to the bedroom, lay on the bed playing on my phone, while Katniss quietly cleaned up the dishes and utensils. As I played on my phone, my mind was extremely unsettled. I didn't know how to bring up this matter, or who to talk to first - Nathan or Katniss? I needed to get one of them on board first before convincing the other, and I found myself in a dilemma.
Just as I was contemplating, Katniss finished cleaning up and entered the room. She glanced at me, and at that moment when our eyes met, she quickly looked away, appearing very timid. Without Nathan around, our relationship had been good during this time. We both avoided mentioning Nathan, but his return today undoubtedly brought back memories of him and what had happened in the past. Katniss didn't know if I still cared about what happened before, so she seemed very nervous at the moment.
Katniss, with a heavy heart, searched for her pajamas. The rest and intimacy during this period had gradually restored Katniss's body to its original state - full but not overweight. After changing into her pajamas, Katniss climbed into bed. This time, she didn't lean against me as usual, but lay on her back, occasionally stealing glances at me from the corner of her eye. She seemed unsure of my current mood and appeared quite fearful. I turned to look at Katniss, then extended an arm. Katniss lifted her head and rested it on my arm, and as I embraced her, she nestled into my arms.
"What's wrong? Why do you seem so troubled?" I asked Katniss gently. At that moment, Katniss's breathing became uneven, perhaps due to being emotional or nervous.
"Nothing, really," Katniss weakly replied, and I could feel her heart beating rapidly.
"Are you sure? I've told you, after this setback, we should be open with each other, no secrets. If there's anything on your mind, just say it. It will help with your recovery," I stared at Katniss intently, with a hint of seriousness in my eyes.
"Honey, do you still care about what happened before? Now that Nathan is back, those past events keep replaying in my mind. I'm scared. I'm afraid you'll get angry again, and that you'll keep dwelling on the past, causing our hard-earned restored relationship to break apart again," Katniss said, tears welling up. Seeing Katniss like this, I didn't say anything but just held her tightly. Yes, seeing Nathan again brought back uncontrollable memories of the past, but after this setback, they had faded somewhat. And now, I had thoughts of reconciling with both of them, so I needed to overcome this psychological barrier.
"Don't worry, it won't happen. We can't avoid Nathan forever. He's getting older, and my work will only get busier. It's inevitable. And..." as I reached the end of my sentence, my inner thoughts almost slipped out.
"And what?" Although I managed to stop myself at the last moment, Katniss caught on. Maybe I should talk to Katniss first, let's give it a try.
"Katniss, should you listen to your husband? Will you agree to your husband's requests?" I took a deep breath, deciding to start with Katniss as a breakthrough.
"Of course, as long as you don't abandon me, I'll agree to anything you say," Katniss raised her chin defiantly, her tone resolute.
"Alright, then I'll be direct. I want you to restore that kind of relationship with Nathan," I looked at Katniss, speaking out my thoughts directly, waiting for Katniss's stunned expression. Indeed, Katniss was stunned.
"H-husband, what are you... saying?" Katniss was in shock, stuttering and fearful, not understanding my intentions at all. She was terrified to the extreme.
"Lower your voice, Nathan is next door. What I mean is for you to restore that sexual relationship with Nathan. I'm being honest," I gestured with a finger on my lips, shushing her, and continued.
"Honey, I'm sorry, please don't do this. I really love you, I won't have those thoughts again. Please don't test me like this. If you continue like this, I can't go on. Please, honey, I beg you," Katniss suddenly burst into tears, burying her face in my chest, crying softly, controlling her volume deliberately. She didn't believe my words, thinking I was belittling her, testing her, so she cried heartbrokenly.
Seeing Katniss like this, I knew words alone wouldn't convince her. I picked up the briefcase on the bedside table, took out Katniss's medical records that had been kept in the compartment for the past few days, and handed them to Katniss, who looked puzzled and tearful. These medical records were the examination report of Katniss's sex addiction. As Katniss read the report, her hands began to tremble, her eyes widening.
"No, no, this can't be true. It's all a misdiagnosis, right? Honey, tell me, it's all a misdiagnosis, right? You tell me, you fabricated all this, right?" Katniss kept shaking her head, throwing away the report in her hand. She didn't believe it, she couldn't believe it. She grabbed my hands, shaking them, with a look of unwillingness on her face. For a woman who had just regained love, this kind of illness was truly a bolt from the blue.
"I'm sorry, Katniss, calm down. I've been hiding something from you. During this time, do you know what your body is like? Haven't you noticed that you're particularly emotional and constantly fantasizing about sex?" I sat up, hands on Katniss's shoulders as she knelt on the bed facing me. As soon as I said these words, Katniss froze. Yes, she knew best about the state of her body and mind during this time. She dumbly recalled, tears streaming down her face again. She threw herself into my arms, crying on my shoulder, while I patted her back to comfort her. She had this illness, and I could be considered the main culprit. After this setback, Katniss and I were like reborn. What could I blame Katniss for? I just hoped Katniss would recover soon, and our family could return to normal life.
"Wife, I don't blame you, nor do I look down on you. No one wants to have this kind of illness, and there are significant reasons behind all this. You know the state of my body. I can't satisfy you sexually, as all my energy must be focused on work. You know Mia has given me a great opportunity, and I must seize it. I need to work hard to support this family, to earn money for your treatment, to provide for Nathan's retirement, to support Simon's education, and possibly his future studies abroad. So, I can't always be by your side to take care of you. But with this illness, if it's not satisfied, it could lead to psychological and life problems. The treatment for this illness is for me to satisfy you. If I can't, then you can find a sexual partner. Many happy families have been shattered because of this illness. After much thought, I realized only Nathan can help you. After all, you and Nathan have a history. And compared to you being intimate with someone else, I choose Nathan." I explained softly to Katniss, these were my inner thoughts and my helplessness. While I spoke, Katniss listened quietly throughout, unable to hide the helplessness and sincerity in my tone.
"Honey, no, I don't want this. We've just managed to move on from the past. I can endure it. Even if I die, I won't do anything to hurt you again. I don't want to lose you again, truly. For you, I can sacrifice anything." Katniss's tone was firm. My words not only didn't make her agree, but they made her more determined to remain faithful to me. However, if her sex addiction flared up and wasn't satisfied, when it accumulated to its limit, she wouldn't be able to control herself.
"I won't mind. Since I've brought up this idea, I won't pursue anything further. But you must promise me not to lose hope. You must live strong for me, for Simon. I need you to stay healthy for me, Simon needs you for support and care. If you can give up all this, then I have nothing more to say. I'll leave it at that. If you can't bear it, then go to Nathan. I've already talked to Nathan about this, and he knows everything. He feels guilty towards me, so he'll listen to me. But you mustn't have any other thoughts, and you can't go out with anyone else. In a few days, I may have to go on a business trip with Mia. Let things take their course. Your health is the most important. In the end, it's just an act, once or a hundred times, it's the same, right? As long as you can be healthy, I'm willing to pay any price." I knew it was futile to continue entangling, my stance was clear, and it was up to Katniss now. I pushed Katniss away, wiped her tears with my fingers. I didn't know if Katniss was moved by my words or embarrassed, but her face was now flushed.
At that moment, I felt my knees were a bit damp. I looked down and realized I was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with Katniss kneeling in front of me. Her hips were against my knees, and I felt a slight cool sensation on my knees. Seeing the fluid on my knees, I knew that the conversation had stirred Katniss's emotions. Her vagina secreted love fluid, soaking her underwear and dampening my knees.
Katniss followed my gaze to the fluid on my knees. She naturally noticed it, and now she knew that I had discovered her physical reaction. The main reason for Katniss's blush was her arousal. My words about her and Nathan had triggered a physical response in her, and this was the best proof, something that couldn't be explained or concealed.
"Wife, I..." Katniss's face turned even redder, her mouth stuttering, not knowing how to explain, looking flustered and seemingly afraid of making me angry.
"It's okay, wife. It's a normal reaction to sex addiction. You haven't even left the room. If you were to shake hands with a male colleague, the same thing would happen. So, I don't mind," I reassured Katniss with a smile, stroking her hair. Now that she knew about her condition, I needed to show her more care and affection, to let her know that I didn't look down on her. If she misunderstood and thought I looked down on her for having this illness, she might feel too much pressure and choose to end her life.
"Wife, let's rest." I gently kissed Katniss on the lips, causing her body to tremble, her desire rising again.
"Wife, you're aroused. Do you want to go next door now?" I lay on the bed with Katniss in my arms, my fingers touching her vagina, feeling it wet. I couldn't help but tease Katniss.
"Stop it, I don't want to." Katniss lightly tapped me on the chest, and the whole room fell into silence. At that moment, both Katniss and I were burdened with heavy thoughts.
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