Chapter 291
I saw Katniss in surveillance, her expression revealing conflict and desire, as if she had been contemplating something all along, with her inner desires and risks battling each other in her mind.
On the other hand, Nathan could only wait obediently. If it weren't for past lessons, he might have taken the initiative to go to Katniss's room to seek pleasure.
As time passed by, after much inner conflict, Katniss could only sigh in resignation. Although her expression was very unwilling.
As time went on, Katniss could only sit quietly on the bed, her eyes shifting between the door and the clock. As time slowly passed, a hint of sadness appeared in Katniss's eyes, unsure of what she was feeling sad about.
On the other side, Nathan grew impatient waiting, unable to sit still. When Katniss called him back, it meant something, he knew it best. However, despite his return, nothing else happened, like a man and a woman on a date, only to find out that the woman didn't show up after he arrived at the meeting place, leaving him stood up, a very unpleasant feeling.
After much inner conflict, Nathan gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and got up from his room, walking out with light steps.
At this moment, the sensitive Katniss was very alert, although Nathan's footsteps were light, Katniss still caught them.
When Nathan was about to reach the door, he stopped and peeked cautiously, but what he saw was Katniss looking back at him, their eyes meeting in that moment.
Nathan's face blushed involuntarily, as if caught doing something wrong. He quickly pulled his head back, while Katniss, on the other side, seemed calm, eventually sighing and slowly getting off the bed.
After retracting his head, Nathan took a deep breath, startled by the scene just now. Facing Katniss, Nathan completely lacked the composure and confidence of an older man. As Nathan was trying to calm his emotions, he was startled once again when Katniss came out of the room and stared straight at him.
Nathan dared not meet Katniss's gaze, his eyes shyly avoiding hers, but with a hint of excitement in them.
With Katniss coming out of the room, does it mean something is about to happen next?
"Let's talk."
Katniss simply said this to Nathan, then walked towards the sofa, leaving Nathan puzzled, only able to stare blankly at Katniss's back.
"What's going on?"
Nathan stood in place, turned around, looking at Katniss sitting on the sofa, and asked in a puzzled tone, tinged with a hint of nervousness.
"I talked to Kevin recently."
Sitting on the sofa, Katniss crossed her arms, inadvertently squeezing her full breasts, making them even more sensual and full.
After hearing Katniss's words, Nathan remained silent, standing quietly in place. However, upon hearing Katniss's words, Nathan seemed even more nervous.
After glancing at Nathan, Katniss began to recount the conversation she had with me that day, about the risks of our daytime sexual relationship, as well as Katniss's resistance to the island. Katniss started off subtly, but eventually got to the point after beating around the bush.
"So, what do you mean?"
After listening to Katniss's account, Nathan couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Perhaps he was worried that our conversation was about ending Katniss's sexual relationship with him.
However, after he let out a sigh of relief, he nervously asked the question again, just from a different angle.
"If Kevin is at home."
Katniss said the first part of this sentence, but the rest didn't need to be said. Any adult could understand.
"Do we really have to do this?"
Nathan also appeared very helpless and conflicted. What was once a good life for the two of us now suddenly had so many changes.
"Do you have any other ideas?"
Katniss asked Nathan, her face still showing a hint of shyness from her previous words. Upon hearing Katniss's question, Nathan stood still, pondering with a furrowed brow. After thinking for a long time, Nathan could only feel discouraged.
Watching the two of them discussing the time and place of their relationship on the screen, it felt like a pair of lovers having an affair, studying the details of their affair. This scene, so contrary to reason, actually happened in our home. Perhaps without seeing it with my own eyes, no one would believe it.
"I'll go back to my room for now."
After much contemplation, Nathan glanced at the time and could only say this, his tone also becoming dejected.
"Will you wait for Kevin to come back for dinner?"
Katniss knew that Nathan had been avoiding me during this time, unable to face me. In fact, she was doing the same, but she had to face me.
Upon hearing Katniss ask this question, I couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. Katniss remembered when Nathan used to skip meals and hide in his room to avoid me, she was unexpectedly concerned about Nathan.
This small detail revealed many issues. In work, details determine success or failure, so I am someone who pays great attention to details, while Nathan doesn't notice these things at all, completely failing to understand the deeper meaning behind Katniss's words.
"Maybe not."
If it were any other normal man, he should leave at this point. Nathan should return to the island, but instead of leaving, Nathan chose to go back to his room to hide, which meant he wanted to wait in his room, not easily giving up on Katniss's body. He would rather starve than give up on it.
"Let me heat up something for you to eat."
After saying this, Katniss got up and walked towards the kitchen without asking for Nathan's opinion. Seeing this, Nathan finally realized Katniss's care for him, a hint of a smile appearing on his face, filled with a sense of happiness. Katniss actually cared a lot about him.
Katniss made a simple home-cooked meal, but it was Nathan's favorite. Nathan sat at the table eating, and although Katniss's cooking was simple, to Nathan, it tasted like a delicacy. For him, it was a dinner of love.
Meanwhile, Katniss sat on the sofa, watching TV absentmindedly, her expression clearly showing her lack of focus, with the occasional furrow of her brow indicating her inner conflict.
Nathan finished his meal quickly, eating everything up neatly, seemingly preparing his energy for the night, wanting to keep himself in the best condition.
After clearing the table, Katniss started preparing another dinner, this time for me.
As time passed, Nathan glanced at the time and quickly went to the bathroom, spending quite some time inside before coming out.
Katniss also prepared another dinner, my dinner.
After setting the dinner on the table, with me arriving home in less than 10 minutes, Nathan hurried back to his room, lying on the bed waiting, seemingly wanting to rest and stay alert, but tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, appearing very impatient.
Meanwhile, Katniss sat at the table, guarding the second dinner she had prepared, waiting for her true husband to come home.
The next thing was me coming home from work, seeing Nathan's shoes on the shoe rack, and having dinner.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Honestly, I was quite nervous just now.
Although Katniss didn't promise anything during our conversation, even if something happened between her and Nathan during the day, it wouldn't be considered a breach of promise. But I still cared a lot about this matter.
When I saw Katniss calling Nathan back, I had already basically concluded that something had happened between them during the day, but the outcome surprised me.
Just seeing Katniss's care for Nathan made me feel a pang of heartache. Katniss prepared a separate dinner for Nathan and me, and in my heart, I hoped Katniss would treat me better, but now it seemed like Katniss treated Nathan and me equally. I didn't like the feeling of being treated equally by Katniss, at least I didn't have that sense of superiority as a husband.
After watching all this, I glanced at the time, still quite ample. If I fast-forwarded, I should be able to see everything that happened between the two of them in Nathan's bedroom last night. I was curious, what happened between them last night in the bedroom? Why was there not a sound? Could it be true, as Katniss said, that there was no sexual relationship?
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