Chapter 231
After washing up, I lay on the bed, playing with my phone, waiting for Katniss. Although I was playing with my phone, there was some anticipation and anxiety in my heart, wanting to ask Katniss carefully when she returned. Feeling the anxiety and heat in my heart, I realized that my cuckold psychology had been hidden by myself during this time and had not disappeared. I was waiting, but normally Katniss would have finished cleaning up and returned to the room long ago. Unfortunately, tonight Katniss kept busy and didn't stop, making me very anxious. After waiting for a while, I realized that Katniss was deliberately finding things to do tonight, delaying time, preferably waiting for me to fall asleep before facing me. Tonight, judging from Katniss's state, expression, and words, I can basically confirm that something has happened between Katniss and Nathan, but to what extent? Kissing? Oral sex? Or intercourse?
I deliberately didn't sleep, and when Katniss finished tidying up, there was nothing left to tidy. Finally, the bedroom door opened, and after Katniss glanced at me, she shyly avoided my gaze, whether it was due to the exhaustion of cleaning the room or shyness, Katniss's face was slightly flushed. I pretended to look at my phone, but my mind was no longer on it. Katniss changed into pajamas and lay down beside me, but instead of playing with her phone as usual, she lay down quietly after getting into bed, as if trying to fall asleep.
"What's wrong? Honey," I put down my phone, suppressing the curiosity in my heart, and hugged Katniss from behind, the scent of Katniss who had just showered filling my nose.
"Nothing, just, a bit tired," Katniss shivered slightly and said somewhat hesitantly after hearing my words.
"Too tired from being with Dad?" I said this to break the awkwardness between us, for the sake of future harmony at home. I couldn't show jealousy or negative emotions, as it would affect the atmosphere of the whole family and make life difficult to continue. Although I spoke calmly, my heart was not as carefree as it seemed on the surface.
"No, honey, what are you talking about?" Katniss was surprised by my directness, let out a soft cry, and then explained with a trembling voice, revealing some anxiety.
"Were you intimate with Nathan last night?" I directly asked this question to break the ice between us, trying to sound as casual as possible, even though my heart was pounding. After hearing my words, Katniss stiffened, seeming stunned by my words. My question tonight seemed to leave Katniss unable to think, as my reaction seemed unexpected to her.
Katniss didn't answer me, and after a moment of silence, she began to shake her head with her back to me. Head-shaking meant no, so did that mean Katniss and Nathan didn't do anything last night? Did I guess wrong, then how do I explain what I saw at home on the way to the dance last night?
"You didn't make love with Dad?" Seeing Katniss's reaction, I felt some comfort and a hint of disappointment. If nothing happened with Nathan, why was Katniss in such a better mood today? Did they use other ways? Such as oral sex or masturbation?
This time, Katniss still didn't speak, didn't nod with her back to me, but shook her head again. Did they make love? Didn't make love?
"Honey, you shook your head twice, did you or did you not do it? You're confusing me." At this point, Katniss's teasing had piqued my curiosity, what was the answer?
"I don't want to answer, honey, please don't ask me, okay?" Katniss was a bit anxious at this point, her voice trembling with a hint of tears. It turned out that her head-shaking meant she didn't want to answer. But this was already a kind of answer to me. If Katniss hadn't been with Nathan, she could have straightforwardly told me that nothing happened. But now Katniss told me she didn't want to say, which meant something had happened.
"Okay, honey." Seeing Katniss getting a bit agitated, I stopped pressing her. Originally, I had many questions in mind to ask Katniss. For example, who made the first move, how many times did they do it, was there kissing and oral sex, etc. But now, to avoid upsetting Katniss, I kept all my words to myself.
"Honey, do you really not blame me? I'm so scared." Katniss, who was facing away from me, suddenly quieted down, and couldn't help but turn around to hug my arm and say softly. Katniss didn't answer me, wanting to maintain her last bit of dignity and restraint in front of me. She didn't want to appear too lascivious in front of me, at least not to ruin her image in my eyes.
"Of course not, it's just the beginning now, we're both a bit uncomfortable, we'll get used to it slowly. As long as you promise me not to change your heart, not to fall in love with Nathan, that's all we need. He can have your body, but never your heart." This was my true thought and bottom line, which I now expressed to Katniss.
"Of course, I love you at all times, even when I'm with Nathan, I treat him as your substitute in my heart, he's just a shadow of you in my heart." When Katniss said this, her eyes no longer dodged, but stared directly into my eyes as she spoke.
"Alright, honey, you go to sleep first, I'll work on some files." I kissed Katniss on the forehead and then got out of bed to open the computer.
Katniss quietly turned her back to me again and opened the computer. At first, I did sort out files and review what I had learned, but that wasn't the main purpose of opening the computer. My main purpose, of course, was to watch the video replay since I didn't get any answers from Katniss.
Time passed by minute by minute, and after a long time, Katniss finally let out even breathing, even slightly snoring. Since being discharged from the hospital, this was the first time Katniss had slept so deeply. Previously, she was tormented by sex addiction every night and couldn't fall asleep. Seeing her sleep so deeply now, it seemed that she was indeed tired and wanted to make up for the lost sleep. Seeing Katniss like this, I was happy but couldn't help feeling a bit jealous, because all of this was Nathan's doing.
With Katniss asleep, I pulled out the USB drive where the company files were stored, took out the encrypted device and plugged it into the computer. After opening the video, I adjusted the time to when I left home in my formal attire.
After I left home, Katniss followed me to the door. When I closed the door, Katniss looked at the closed door, lowered her head sadly, looking very melancholy. When I left, I assured her to relax at home and enjoy some time with Nathan, but she still felt very uncomfortable, as if I had abandoned her. After standing by the door for a long time, she turned back to the kitchen to prepare dinner because I wasn't at home, and she and Nathan needed to eat.
Normally, Nathan would definitely be home before five in the evening, but this evening, perhaps because I called Nathan, he didn't dare to come home to face me. Whether I was at home or not, he didn't dare to face Katniss alone. After all, this matter was too sudden, and just two days were not enough for him to fully accept it. After Katniss prepared dinner, she checked the time, sat at the dining table with her chin resting on her hand. In the past, she would wait for me to come home for dinner like this, but tonight was different. She waited for Nathan to come home for dinner in this posture. Katniss looked nervous with her chin propped up, occasionally her face twisted, her eyebrows furrowed, sometimes she sighed. At this moment, Katniss seemed to be in a conflicting state of mind.
When it reached six in the evening, the door was finally opened, and Nathan finally came back. When the door lock clicked, Katniss, who was lost in thought, was interrupted, her chin almost slipping from her hand, and she quickly corrected her posture. After the door opened, Nathan entered the house, glanced at the food, didn't look directly at Katniss, but I noticed that when his eyes were on the dining table, he actually glanced at Katniss from the corner of his eye, but he didn't dare to look directly at her. Katniss was the same, and when she saw Nathan come home, she was a bit restless, and soon she stood up from the dining table in a fluster.
"Dad, you're back, let's eat." Katniss also didn't look directly at Nathan, and after saying a word, she quickly went to the kitchen to get the insulated dishes.
"Okay." After changing his shoes, Nathan went straight to the bathroom to wash his hands.
Seeing Nathan enter the bathroom, Katniss came out of the kitchen. She placed the insulated food on the dining table, glanced at the bathroom door, and breathed a sigh of relief. She took out utensils to set the table for Nathan and herself. After a short while, Nathan came out of the bathroom and sat directly at the dining table. The two of them began to silently enjoy this overly quiet dinner.
At this point, they may have tacitly understood each other, knowing that I, the master of the house, had informed them separately. Normally, if Nathan didn't know, he would definitely ask Katniss why I didn't come back when he got home, or Katniss would take the initiative to tell Nathan that I wouldn't be coming back tonight. But Katniss didn't say anything, and Nathan didn't ask. Seeing each other's expressions and demeanor, they both understood. Tonight belonged to the two of them, it was their world tonight.
After eating dinner with their own thoughts and tension, Nathan quickly returned to the bedroom, while Katniss cleaned up the tableware. In the past, Nathan had the habit of watching TV after dinner to digest the food in his stomach, but now he went back to the bedroom as if avoiding something. Katniss also cleaned up the dishes with a heavy heart, watching the contrast between Katniss's haggard appearance from last night in the video and her flushed face today, the difference was very stark and obvious.
After finishing up in the kitchen, Katniss walked out, and both of them seemed very reserved. When Katniss walked out of the kitchen, she glanced at Nathan's bedroom door. Katniss continued to tidy up, and after finishing all the housework in the living room, Nathan still hadn't come out of the bedroom. By this time, when Nathan returned to the bedroom, lying there without falling asleep, tossing and turning, undoubtedly, if I wasn't at home tonight, Nathan was very eager to be intimate with Katniss. Although I wasn't at home tonight, the events of tonight were arranged and known by me. Nathan couldn't be as carefree as before, and he couldn't be sure if I was testing them again. What if I suddenly returned home midway?
After finishing all the housework in the kitchen, Katniss took a final look at Nathan's door, her expression very complex, showing a mix of avoidance and a hint of desire. After all, her body was tormenting her, gradually destroying her desires. In the end, Katniss turned off the living room light and returned to the bedroom. When Katniss closed the bedroom door, Nathan, who was lying in the bedroom, also heard the sound of the door closing. He certainly knew what that sound meant, and through the small window on the door, he saw that the light in the living room had been turned off.
At this point, Nathan knew that Katniss might have also gone back to the room to sleep, so his purpose of avoidance might have been achieved. However, at this moment, he felt extremely regretful and felt a great sense of loss. He was now hitting himself on the head, feeling extremely tormented and struggling in his heart.
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