Chapter 275
After hearing Katniss's words, I fell silent too, feeling like the situation had reached an unsolvable dilemma.
"If I want Nathan and Katniss to have a relationship, I'll need to pretend to work late at the office. Sleeping at the office is definitely not as comfortable as sleeping at home. If I stay at home, can Nathan and Katniss have a relationship in my house? Even if I agree, can they let go? It seems like the only option left is the island.
"Oh, by the way, you haven't told me why you came back to the island. Can you tell me now?"
At this point, I didn't know how to respond. On one hand, it was to change the subject, on the other hand, I was genuinely interested in this topic.
And the solution I just thought of was the island. If Nathan stays on the island, Katniss can go there whenever she needs to, so I don't have to suffer hiding at the office together.
"That island, I know it too. Every time I go up there, I feel scared. I can't forget the way you looked at me on the island, I can't forget your figure jumping off the cliff. In short, I feel uncomfortable every time I go to the island."
After thinking for a while, Katniss finally expressed her feelings, confirming what I had suspected all along.
So if that's the case, the idea of sending Katniss to the island is also not feasible.
"Then I'll continue to hide at the office! I was thinking of letting you and Nathan go to the island to satisfy your desires."
I sighed and said, and as I finished speaking, just as I had expected, Katniss kept shaking her head, seeming resistant to going to the island.
"Honey, I really don't want to go to the island."
After shaking her head, Katniss interrupted me directly, with a firm look in her eyes.
The scene of her and Nathan, as well as the scene of me falling off the cliff, left a shadow in her heart. This shadow cannot be resolved in a short time. Katniss has not fully recovered yet, and I cannot force her.
"I also don't want you, honey, to suffer at the office for my sake."
After saying what she wanted to say, Katniss fell silent for a while, then brought up this matter.
With two out of three options rejected by Katniss all at once, only the last one remained.
"Then it has to be me at home, and you can go next door to Nathan when you need him. Can you let go?"
I could only reluctantly propose the only remaining option.
After hearing me say this, Katniss was stunned for a moment, then fell into a long silence, contemplating. Perhaps she, like me, couldn't think of any other way.
"Honey, can you bear it if you're at home?"
After a long silence, Katniss glanced at me, lowered her head somewhat shyly, and then asked cautiously, seemingly following my suggestion and somewhat wavering about this only option.
"What can't I bear? Like today during the day, when you and Nathan had a relationship, do I have any issues now?"
Because I initiated the situation, although Katniss didn't know, the behavior after the sexual addiction was agreed upon by me. I had to show some magnanimity, and before this, there was also an experience of me pretending to be drunk and sending Katniss to Nathan's room to have sex. To be honest, every time I think of that night when Nathan and Katniss had sex, I stood outside the door listening to the sounds, although it was heartbreaking, my penis would still get hard, and desire would surge in my heart. My cuckold psychology still existed, but perhaps after getting used to watching Nathan and Katniss have sex on the monitor, all that was left was heartache, without excitement. Maybe when I'm at home, I can achieve some unexpected results.
For some reason, hearing Katniss ask this way, I was somewhat looking forward to the possible scenarios in the future.
"Let's talk about it later! But honey, don't pretend to work late and tire yourself out, promise me, okay?"
After hearing my response, Katniss fell silent for a while, then sighed slightly and said that at this moment, nothing else seemed to matter to her, and I was her top priority.
I could understand Katniss's inner thoughts. She must feel a strong sense of guilt towards me, giving me a cuckold situation with Nathan, making me endure pain that others couldn't bear, all for her illness. This is where she feels I am the greatest. What she doesn't know is that this so-called greatness is my own fault.
At the same time, I work to earn money for this family, and everything makes her feel guilty. I know that her aversion to the idea of being intimate with Nathan while I'm at home is not much less than on the island, but in an unavoidable situation, this may be the best choice.
"Let's sleep!"
I replied to Katniss, then got up to turn off the lights, and the house fell into darkness.
Katniss quietly lay on my shoulder, perhaps it was a sleepless night for this night, for both me and Katniss. After all, tonight's conversation involved too many aspects and could potentially change the way our family of three lives in the future.
The decision now lies in Katniss's hands, because at this moment, I hope to be at home. I can't help but feel a bit relieved that Katniss didn't choose to go to the island. If she had gone to the island, I might not have seen anything, after all, I didn't install surveillance equipment on the island, and the island is not my home, nor is it Nathan's home. It belongs to Zephyr Energy Solutions Company. If I had installed surveillance equipment on the island, and Zephyr Energy Solutions Company found it during maintenance checks, everything would be exposed, and uncontrollable things might happen.
Although Katniss and Nathan may not discover the surveillance equipment, the maintenance personnel of Zephyr Energy Solutions Company are all professionals. Those surveillance devices that seem very secure to ordinary people can be easily detected by them.
As I was contemplating, I suddenly heard Katniss's steady breathing in my ear, and it seemed like she was lightly snoring.
You see, Katniss is very ladylike and never snores while sleeping. Although the snoring sound is very faint now, it indicates that Katniss is sleeping deeply. Normally, she should be as restless as I am, struggling to fall asleep, but now she has drifted off. If it's not because Katniss has relaxed, then there's only one possibility - Katniss is just too tired. And the reason she might be so tired is probably that she exerted herself too much during the day. Seeing Katniss sound asleep, and thinking about our conversation just now, I couldn't help but be curious. What exactly happened during the day, and how did it unfold? I had no time to check during the day at the office.
Time passed by second by second, and tomorrow would bring another busy day. So tonight was the best time for me to check the surveillance.
After glancing at the sleeping Katniss, I slowly pulled my arms out from her embrace, got out of bed, walked out of the room, and went to the bathroom to use the toilet. Actually, I didn't need to go at that moment, going to the bathroom was just a precaution. If I had gone straight to the computer after getting out of bed, I might have startled Katniss awake, which would have easily exposed my intentions. By using the bathroom first, if I found Katniss still asleep when I returned, I could open the computer to check the surveillance without raising suspicion.
Back in the room, Katniss was still sound asleep, still holding my arms in her embrace, her breathing steady without any signs of disturbance. She was truly exhausted.
I turned on the computer, and the sound of the computer's mainframe starting up added a faint noise to the quiet night, but it didn't disturb Katniss, not even a slight change in her breathing.
I took out the encrypted device from my bag and plugged it into the computer. Encrypted devices are always one of the essential items I carry with me. I always have it with me because I care so much about it.
In a familiar setting, following a familiar path, I adjusted the time to when I left home in the morning, and the surveillance video slowly began to play.
As I left the house in the morning, with the closing of the door, Katniss's smile slowly faded. This rapid disappearance of a smile scene, I had seen it in TV dramas before, often accompanied by a sense of horror. After Katniss's smile faded, she looked very weary and troubled. She sat on the sofa watching TV for a while, then turned it off, played on the computer for a bit, turned it off, watered the plants on the balcony, and swept the floor.
In short, Katniss didn't let herself rest for a minute. Her restless behavior was a manifestation of anxiety. She kept herself constantly moving and busy to distract herself. If she quieted down at this moment, it would make her feel more out of control.
After finishing all her tasks, it was already noon, and she finally ran out of chores to do. But in this process, Katniss hadn't even gone to the bathroom once.
Finally, unable to find any more housework to do, her gaze inadvertently fell on a few old clothes. In the past, when there were enough old clothes accumulated, they would be put in the washing machine for cleaning. But now, with nothing else to do, Katniss picked up the few old clothes and walked into the bathroom.
Despite having a washing machine, Katniss chose not to use it. She placed the clothes in the washbasin, then went to the sink to get water, seemingly preparing to hand wash them. However, as Katniss turned on the tap to fill the basin, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the shelf above the sink, where our toothbrushes were placed. Her gaze shifted back to the basin, but as soon as her eyes moved away, she quickly looked back at the toothbrushes, a look of disbelief in her eyes.
Yes, the toothbrushes had been moved by me in the morning. What this hint meant, Katniss understood best. This was the method she had suggested, and perhaps Katniss never expected that I would proactively move the toothbrushes. So she couldn't believe it at the moment. She rubbed her eyes, looked back at the toothbrushes, her eyes wide.
Katniss stared at the toothbrushes intently, as time passed by. By now, the basin was overflowing, water spilling into the sink, but Katniss didn't notice, or perhaps she did notice but had other things on her mind.
After being lost in thought for a while, Katniss took a deep breath, then lowered her head to turn off the tap.
She placed the basin on the shelf, ready to wash the clothes, but as soon as her hands dipped into the water, her eyes lifted again, looking at the toothbrushes with a sense of doubt and struggle, even a hint of suspicion.
At this moment, she seemed unsure whether the toothbrushes were deliberately placed by me or accidentally. After hesitating with her head down for a while, her hands still on the clothes in the basin, she made no further movements.
After a moment of hesitation with her eyes closed, she raised her hands, wiped them clean with a towel, slowly walked out of the bathroom, and abandoned the basin filled with water and clothes in the bathroom.
Katniss walked slowly to the bedroom after leaving the bathroom, picked up her phone from the bedside table, hesitated, then opened the phone's contacts. Was she going to call me to ask? But I hadn't received any calls from Katniss today. My guess was that she might want to call me later, but hesitated and gave up midway. Or maybe I was just being presumptuous, and Katniss's call might go directly to the person she needed the most at that moment.
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