Chapter 337
At this moment, Katniss looked quite tired, but her outfit was still neat. As she walked into the room, she was carrying a shopping bag, and it was unclear what was inside.
Without the morning conversation between Katniss and Simon, I might have thought that Katniss had spent the whole day at Michael's house. However, recalling the conversation between Katniss and Simon in the morning, it was clear that Katniss left Michael's house soon after bringing Simon there, as she mentioned having something to do. What did Katniss do all day today? After returning to the room, Katniss sat on the sofa to rest. After a while, she changed her clothes, turned on the computer, reconnected the encrypted device, and opened it again.
Katniss took something out of the shopping bag, then opened the packaging. It turned out to be a portable hard drive, and from its size, it was clear that it had a large capacity.
After inserting the portable hard drive into the computer, Katniss directly opened the folder of the encrypted device, then copied all the video files to the portable hard drive.
After completing all this, Katniss unplugged the portable hard drive and the encrypted device, then shut down the computer and stood up.
Just as I was about to relax, Katniss suddenly looked up towards the direction of the bedroom camera. She gazed at the camera with a complex expression, seemingly containing disappointment, sadness, confusion, and mostly resignation.
Katniss sighed, changed her clothes, and went to take a shower. In the bathroom surveillance video, Katniss took off all her clothes. I watched through the limited view of the camera, observing no marks on Katniss's body, no signs of kissing or bruising. Her private parts were clean, without any traces. The clothes she took off were normal as well. Seeing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, realizing that my worries had not come true. Katniss remained rational and did not harm herself out of losing control to retaliate against me.
In the following days, Katniss spent most of her time at home alone, staring blankly, lost in thought. Occasionally, she would look at the photos on the walls at home, including our wedding photos, as well as the family portrait with Simon and Nathan.
I knew she was contemplating something, but I couldn't figure out what.
Many times, Katniss would turn on the computer at home, reconnect the encrypted device, and continue watching the surveillance videos. Every time she watched, her expression was complex, especially when she saw the video of me watching her and Nathan make love and masturbate. Katniss seemed more puzzled and disappointed.
The day after Katniss copied all the videos to the portable hard drive, she left early in the morning with the hard drive. She returned before noon, but the hard drive was nowhere to be found. It seemed she must have stored it somewhere, but there were many possible places to store it, and I couldn't figure out where.
Was Katniss planning to use those videos as evidence? To blackmail me in the future? Or something else?
I just couldn't understand.
When I thought there was nothing more to see in the videos, the night before I returned home, I finally discovered something new.
It was the night before yesterday, the day before I returned home. After tidying up everything, Katniss sat on the sofa as usual, watching TV absentmindedly. This had become her daily routine during this period. After some time, she turned to the digital clock on the wall, realizing the time I would be coming home.
During these days, she still talked to me normally on the phone, but before each call, she would adjust her breathing and tone, as if trying not to let me, who was far away in Lumaria, notice anything unusual. I didn't know if she was afraid of affecting my work or planning to confront me when I returned home.
That day, Katniss stared at the clock for a long time, then turned off the TV and turned on the computer. However, instead of inserting the encrypted device to review the videos, she started searching for information online and even consulted things on the "Ask Me Anything" website.
I zoomed in the camera, and it seemed that Katniss was aware that I could see everything through the surveillance, so she cleverly blocked part of the computer screen with her back and hair, knowing the exact location of the camera.
Although Katniss covered it up well, there were still parts of the screen visible occasionally. In those glimpses, I saw some words like "cheating," "adulterous wife," "pervert," "psychological issues," and so on. Some were typed by Katniss, some were from computer data, and many were replies from the instant doctors on the "Ask Me Anything" website.
Seeing this, I knew that everything was no longer a secret to Katniss. During this time, she had understood my psyche through the videos, noticed my psychological changes, and now she was seeking this information to understand everything about me. Seeing all this, I also understood why I had discovered the unethical relationship between Katniss and Nathan the night before, and why it was so intense. Perhaps Katniss was testing me, seeking revenge, provoking me, and satisfying her own long-suppressed desires at the same time.
Katniss stayed up late the night before, and after finishing everything, she shut down the computer. The next day, something happened that I saw first.
Upon reaching this point, I had finished watching all the videos and closed the surveillance interface. Then I unplugged the encrypted device. Holding the encrypted device in my hand, it felt heavy and ominous.
If she discovered all this, I could destroy the encrypted device in secret, dismantle all the surveillance devices at home, and even if something happened, I could claim there was no evidence. However, Katniss seemed to have sensed this and copied all those videos away, leaving me helpless.
Katniss knew everything, knew my biggest secret, and everything had become inevitable and irreparable.
I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my head. I usually controlled the overall situation of the company suddenly had no idea what to do. In the following work, I made countless mistakes.
I kept an eye on the time, and as the time for me to get off work approached, Katniss would surely notice that the encrypted device was missing when she tidied up the room during the day. She would then suspect that I had been watching the surveillance videos during the day. I would have to face Katniss's questioning upon returning home. How should I answer Katniss then? I was particularly afraid of getting off work, feeling a sense of fear as the time approached.
I could insert the encrypted device to open the real-time surveillance at home at this moment, but I lacked the courage to do so.
When it was time to get off work, the employees had left one by one, and I was still sitting alone in the office chair.
I had started to put on my suit, but before it was fully on, I took it off again. I didn't know what to do. Should I continue to pretend to be ignorant? Or should I be more proactive, come up with a plan, and confront Katniss when I got home? I thought about it but couldn't make up my mind.
As time passed by, what was Katniss doing at home now? Was she preparing dinner as usual, waiting for me to come home? Or had she already prepared to confront me when I got home? Although I didn't know what I would face, sitting in the office all the time was not a solution. Even though Katniss already knew about all the surveillance devices at home, I still needed to take a look at the situation at home in advance.
I took a deep breath, calmed my breathing, then reinserted the encrypted device, preparing to check the situation at home.
However, just as I inserted the encrypted device and before I could open the surveillance footage at home, my phone rang.
Seeing the number on the phone, I was startled. My heart rate, which had just calmed down, accelerated again. At that moment, I checked the time. It had been about half an hour since my work hours had ended. In the past, I should have already finished work by this time. Was Katniss calling at this time because she was anxious for me to come home? Had she become impatient and was ready to confront me? What had to happen would happen eventually. I picked up the phone, my palm sweaty at this point, and my trembling fingers finally pressed the answer button.
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