Chapter 312
In the following days, Katniss called me as usual, but there was a hint of strangeness in her voice. I couldn't quite figure out where this strangeness came from, but I always felt that our conversations on the phone were not as sweet as before. And Katniss seemed to have fewer words and topics.
After hanging up the phone each time, I would ponder, trying to figure out where this abnormality was coming from. I could feel it, but couldn't pinpoint it. In the end, I could only shake my head, thinking maybe I was being too sensitive, or perhaps I was just too eager to go home, creating a sense of illusion. Maybe I needed to relax a bit.
After enduring this torment for four days, the day to return home finally arrived, and by then, I was feeling quite impatient.
On my last day in Lumaria, I bought a lot of local specialties, of course, due to transit restrictions, I could only buy a few select items for Katniss and Nathan, with more for Katniss and fewer for Nathan. It's not that I was neglecting Nathan in favor of my wife, but Nathan is getting older and not interested in these new things, while Katniss would really appreciate them.
As I was leaving Lumaria, I called Katniss before boarding the plane to let her know I was about to return home.
In the past, I might have kept it a secret from Katniss and surprised her by coming home suddenly. But now there was no need for that. After over a month, including the past two weeks in Lumaria, I had completely put my mind at ease. Life was going to return to normal, and I shouldn't have any doubts about Katniss. After all, over the past month, Katniss had proven her commitment through her actions. She had truly ended her sexual relationship with Nathan.
Sitting on my own private jet, watching Lumaria get further and further away, I felt no nostalgia at all, but rather an increasing eagerness to return home.
After a long journey, the plane finally landed. I stepped out of the plane's cabin, stretched, and walked down the stairs in what I thought was the most handsome manner. But when I looked towards the landing spot, I was stunned. I looked around, but apart from the company staff, I couldn't see Katniss anywhere.
Although I hadn't asked Katniss to pick me up on the phone, I believed she would come. When I left, Katniss was so reluctant to see me go. Shouldn't she be here to pick me up now that I've returned? I had told Katniss the departure and arrival times of the plane over the phone, hoping she would come to pick me up so I could see my wife as soon as I got off the plane. But now I was disappointed.
Riding in the company's car fleet, I felt very uncomfortable because Katniss hadn't come to pick me up, and she hadn't even called me at this point, half an hour after I got off the plane. It was past two in the afternoon. What was Katniss doing? When the subordinate asked me whether to go home or back to the office, for some reason, I finally said back to the office. Maybe I wanted to wait a little longer, to see if Katniss would call me.
At the office, I sorted through the materials I brought back from Lumaria. Everything else could wait until tomorrow. After spending most of the day on the plane, I was already very tired.
But by the time it was almost five in the afternoon, I still hadn't received a call from Katniss. What could be going on with Katniss?
It couldn't be. She had already ended her sexual relationship with Nathan, and she wouldn't make such an obvious mistake again. Could something have happened to Katniss? I had thought about checking the surveillance videos at home just now, but I searched my office desk for a long time and couldn't find my encrypted device. I had no idea where I had put it after such a long period of stable life. Maybe at home, maybe still in the office, or maybe it was lost in some unknown corner.
As it was time to leave work, I rubbed my face and prepared to go home. I had wanted to call Katniss, but suddenly I realized I didn't have the courage. If Katniss's phone didn't connect, if there was no signal or it was turned off, then I would have a reason to console myself. But if Katniss's phone did connect, what would I say? Blame her and ask questions? After thinking it over, I decided to go home first and see what was going on.
Driving back home, the familiar street scenes passed by me, making me feel like I had been away for years, not just two weeks. Perhaps this was the longing and care for home.
Parking the car downstairs, I looked up at the floor where my home was located. It was still early, and the sky hadn't darkened yet, so I couldn't see if anyone was home.
As I walked closer to home, my heart became increasingly restless. Despite not wanting to think about it, I couldn't help but suspect. The tranquility of the past month at home was because I was there, so Nathan and Katniss were relatively well-behaved. Now that I had been away for half a month, with no one to disturb or restrain them, could they have resumed their sexual relationship? Even if Katniss didn't initiate it, would Nathan? After all, such things had happened before, and wasn't Nathan's first time with Katniss the result of him drugging her and raping her?
If in this half month, Nathan suddenly had a surge of desire and came home, could Katniss resist? Even if she resisted at first, in the end, with the accumulation and eruption of desire, wouldn't Katniss eventually give in? Were they having sex at home right now?
No, I had told Katniss I was coming home. If they were still doing this, wouldn't it be a blatant exposure? Perhaps since then, Katniss had been obedient to me, so I felt uneasy now. After all, Katniss had always been so compliant with me, and now her sudden change in behavior, for whatever reason, made it hard for me to forgive her. If she and Nathan?
I wouldn't let it go. I remembered telling Katniss that if I agreed to her having a sexual relationship with Nathan, it would be out in the open, and I could accept it. If they had a sexual relationship without my consent, it would be a blatant affair, nothing worth forgiving or explaining.
As I contemplated, I stood at the door with the key in hand. But I didn't have the courage to open the door. Were they really making love? Was Nathan raping Katniss at this moment? Was Katniss so engrossed in the act that she forgot about my return? I pressed my ear against the door, but after listening carefully for a while, I didn't hear any sound. Maybe nothing was happening, or maybe something was happening but the door was too soundproof.
After calming my emotions in front of the door for a long time, I rubbed my face. Regardless of the situation, I had to act normal when I entered. If I secretly opened the door and found nothing, how would I explain it to Katniss?
Perhaps something had happened to upset Katniss while I was away for this half month? I inserted the key into the door, turned the lock, and opened the door as I normally would when returning home.
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