Chapter 274
I just haven't adjusted the time of the surveillance videos at home, and then Katniss called. I was a bit caught off guard. My hand was on the mouse, and my phone was lit up under the computer screen.
I had to give up on the surveillance for now and pick up the phone to answer Katniss's call.
At that moment, I was quite nervous and curious. Why did Katniss call me at this time? Was she trying to probe into my plans for tonight? Maybe she was asking if I would be home for dinner, or if I would be working late tonight? What was going to happen next?
"Honey, I've made dinner. What time will you be back?"
I pressed the answer button on the phone, and Katniss's voice came through. Her voice was soft, a bit timid, but I sensed something unusual in her tone.
Was Katniss testing me? Maybe if I said I would be working late, she would call Nathan?
I didn't know how to respond at that moment.
"Honey, can you hear me?"
When she heard no response from my end, Katniss spoke again, this time with a hint of doubt in her voice.
"I was busy just now. I might need to work late tonight."
I wasn't sure if Katniss noticed the cup issue, so I hesitated in my response. Honestly, sleeping at the office was not as comfortable as at home. It was hard to sleep in the office lounge, very uncomfortable.
"Honey, come back for dinner. I'll be waiting for you."
After hearing my words, Katniss fell silent for a moment. Then, without waiting for my response, she hung up the phone.
My mind couldn't quite understand why Katniss wanted me to come home for dinner. Did she no longer need to relieve her sexual addiction with Nathan? Or maybe Katniss's condition had improved? After the call ended, I realized that Katniss's voice was different, not in an abnormal way, but in a normal tone and pace.
You see, Katniss's voice had been weak and low these days, but in that call just now, although her voice was low, her tone and speed were completely different from the weak voice of the past two days, sounding comfortable and relaxed.
I was puzzled, looking at the hung-up phone. My work was done, no need to work late. I had planned to watch the surveillance to pass the time.
I got up, put on my clothes, and decided to go home to see what was going on! Usually, when I and Katniss talked on the phone, I would hang up first. This was the first time Katniss hung up first. Her intention was clear - she wanted me to come home, not giving me a chance to object. She didn't dare demand it directly, so she could only express her firmness in this subtle way.
Even though Katniss made this request, there might be some hidden reason behind it. I got dressed, got in the car, and headed home, thinking about many possibilities. Was Nathan at home now? All the answers would be at home.
When I got back home, opened the door, Katniss was sitting at the table as usual, waiting for me. She ran over to help me take off my shoes and coat, everything seemed normal, except Katniss looked radiant, without the usual fatigue. When she saw me, there was a hint of shyness in her eyes, a bit of avoidance. Seeing Katniss like this, I knew something must have happened. In just one day, Katniss looked completely different. Nathan wasn't in the living room, not sure if he was in the bedroom. Did something happen between them during the day?
"Wash your hands and let's eat."
Katniss hung up my coat, turned away from me, and said. She seemed hesitant to face me. Something must have happened today. I wanted to ask if Nathan had come back, but that question was too direct, almost the same as asking outright, so I didn't say anything and went to the bathroom to wash my hands.
While washing my hands in the bathroom, I saw the pair of cups on the sink. The cups had been moved again, originally facing in opposite directions, now they were on the same side. It was clear that my cup had been moved. Katniss always woke up before me, earlier than me to wash up, so it was impossible for her to use my cup after I brushed my teeth. And even if she did brush her teeth, she wouldn't use my cup. So my cup must have been moved after I left for work, indicating that Katniss had seen my cup and put it back in place for the next use, the message had been received.
After washing my hands, I knew something had happened today. Otherwise, Katniss wouldn't be in such a good state. I sat at the dining table to eat, and Katniss also ate with her head down. She glanced up at me several times, but when I looked at her, she quickly averted her gaze, lowered her head, and continued eating. It seemed like neither of us wanted to speak first. I glanced at the bedroom, not mine, but Nathan's.
When I turned back, I saw Katniss stop chewing and look at me. Perhaps she understood what I meant.
"I guess Dad came back during the day, right?"
Avoiding each other like this was not a solution. In the past, we understood each other without saying it out loud. Maybe it would be better to speak out in the future. The previous way of hiding things made me feel a bit stifled.
Katniss was stunned to hear me speak so directly. After a moment of silence, she lowered her head again, nodding gently.
Upon receiving this answer, I understood. The process must have been that Katniss saw the change in the cup's position, understood my intentions, and then called Nathan. Nathan rushed back from the island, and they engaged in passionate lovemaking, reaching climax multiple times. After their intimacy, Nathan hurried back to the island.
After each intimate encounter with Katniss, Nathan would either return to the island or hide in his room, avoiding facing me.
Just by asking this one question, most of the answers became clear. We didn't speak after that, quietly eating our meal. Katniss seemed a bit nervous.
After dinner, I lay on the bed playing with my phone, my mind inevitably thinking about what had happened during the day. I was somewhat curious, not knowing when Nathan had returned, when they had started, and when Nathan had left. Who had made the first move? Although I had witnessed Nathan and Katniss's intimate moments countless times, I always felt like I couldn't get enough, never wanting to miss a single one.
As I pondered while playing with my phone, Katniss finished tidying up and entered the room. She slowly got into bed beside me, and throughout this process, I remained focused on my phone. After stealing a few glances at me, Katniss seemed to gather courage and finally leaned towards me, as usual, wrapping her arms around mine.
Katniss was very close to me at that moment. I could smell the fragrance of her hair and the scent of shower gel on her body. Katniss had just finished cleaning up the dishes and the house, so she hadn't taken a shower. That meant she had showered before I came back, after the intimate encounter with Nathan.
"Honey."
As I was lost in thought while playing with my phone, Katniss, who was beside me, unexpectedly spoke first, interrupting my thoughts. It was the first time she had taken the initiative to speak to me, especially after being intimate with Nathan just now.
"What's wrong?"
My thoughts were interrupted, and I answered Katniss while still playing with my phone.
"Do you never actually need to work late? Is it just to give me and Dad time together?"
After taking a few deep breaths, Katniss asked intermittently. Her question caught me off guard. I hadn't expected Katniss to ask me such a question.
"Not entirely."
I set my phone aside, hesitated for a moment, and spoke. The truth was indeed as she said. I worked late less for actual work and more to create opportunities for Nathan and Katniss.
"Honey, don't do this in the future. I know you can only sleep comfortably in our bed. You're already tired. If you stay at the office, you won't be able to rest at all. By doing this, you only make me more uncomfortable. You've already done enough."
Katniss became more and more emotional as she spoke. Her eyes were filled with guilt towards me. In her view, I worked hard to earn money for our family, even willing to wear a green hat for her health. And now, I had to stay overnight at the office for her sake.
She didn't know some of the reasons behind it. Who owed whom between us? If we could balance it out, I would feel at ease.
"It's okay. Our current situation is to blame."
I didn't know how to respond to Katniss. I wanted to appear more magnanimous, but I also feared things getting out of control. I wanted to show greatness, but I felt uncomfortable.
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been shameless and despicable with Dad, things wouldn't have turned out like this. Honey, I feel like I owe you more and more, but I can't repay you. If there's a next life, I don't want to be your wife."
Upon hearing me say this, Katniss couldn't help but cry again. She sobbed while speaking, but towards the end, her tone changed?
"Why? Why don't you want to be my wife in the next life?"
I was puzzled. Normally, Katniss should have said she would still be my wife in the next life, right?
"I don't want to be your wife. I want to be your slave, your servant, to take care of you for the rest of my life, using the second half of my life in the next life to compensate for the first half of this life."
Katniss became more and more emotional and her words became more and more extreme.
"Let's talk about more realistic issues."
Katniss said this, and I felt even more guilty. So I quickly interrupted her words, feeling that the more I listened, the more sinful I felt.
"Wife, it's not good for you and Nathan to be intimate at home during the day."
I changed the subject and brought up the topic I most wanted to discuss.
After hearing this, Katniss first showed a hint of shyness, then confusion, but she didn't ask why.
"You know, your parents and relatives could come to our house at any time during the day, especially your parents. If they come and find out, what will we do?"
I didn't say this to scare her. Just think about Michael and Sophia. When Katniss was ill, I gave them a spare key to our house. They could come in at any time. If today, during the day, Katniss and Nathan were being intimate.
If Michael and Sophia walked in, would they have time to hide? Even if they did, the smell of hormones in the room, their flushed faces, irregular breathing, awkward expressions, everything would be noticed by Michael and Sophia.
After hearing my words, Katniss was stunned. Yes, she also knew, but today, she and Nathan had been blinded by desire, not thinking about this detail. And it was the first time they had been intimate during the day, so they hadn't considered it at all.
Upon hearing my words, Katniss's face showed a hint of fear.
Katniss fell silent, and so did I.
"What should we do? I don't want you to stay overnight anymore."
Katniss didn't finish her sentence, but I knew she meant, "I don't want you to stay overnight at the office under the pretext of working late."
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