Chapter 349
While there was still plenty of time, I couldn't afford to wash up. Just halfway through washing up, I didn't even have time to brush my teeth. I quickly came out of the bathroom and inserted the encrypted device into the computer.
At this moment, I felt a bit excited and even a little fearful because I was really afraid that last night's dream would come true. But I urgently needed to know what happened last night because I had to face it. My hands started to tremble.
I set the time to last night at the dinner table, clicking fast forward with the mouse. After a few rounds of drinks, the scene started playing. I had already set the time to the end of dinner, by then my face was flushed, almost on the verge of drunkenness. Nathan, although also flushed, didn't show much signs of being drunk. He drank steadily, and his capacity was not something I could compare to.
Katniss at the dinner table kept pouring drinks for Nathan and me, but she never stopped me from drinking. When I drank to the end and clearly wasn't in the right state, Katniss still didn't stop me. Instead, she remained calm. When she went to the kitchen, there was a hint of hesitation on her face when she turned her back to me, thinking about something.
When I drank to the end, I finally got drunk and slumped over the dining table. Nathan was surprised because he didn't expect me to drink so much. He quickly stood up to support me. Katniss was also surprised, but for some reason, her expression carried a hint of relief. Her face showed a strange and complex expression. At that time, I was already drunk and didn't pay attention to everything happening. Watching it now with a clear mind, I finally caught many details.
After Nathan and Katniss helped me to the bedroom, Nathan turned around to leave the bedroom, and Katniss followed him out.
After Katniss left the bedroom, she started to tidy up the tableware, while Nathan stood still at the bedroom door, watching Katniss's back. It was understandable for Nathan to leave the bedroom, but it was unusual for Katniss to leave without undressing me. In the past, Katniss had always taken care of me meticulously, and Nathan had always been jealous. But the current situation was somewhat abnormal. However, Nathan's eyes showed a hint of understanding, then he turned back into the bedroom. He thought Katniss had delegated the task of undressing me to him. Was that really the case? Perhaps only Katniss knew what she was thinking.
"Is Kevin okay? He looks really drunk. Why didn't you stop him from drinking so much?" After Nathan helped me undress, he went to the kitchen to ask Katniss, with a hint of worry on his face.
"He's fine. It's been a long time since he drank. Let him indulge a bit. He used to drink much more before. I'm used to it." After hearing Nathan's words, Katniss continued cleaning without any sign of concern, much less than Nathan.
"Let me clean up. You go take care of him." After saying this, Nathan snatched the tableware from Katniss's hands and started washing, as if he was eager to do it.
"Okay." Katniss agreed, and at that moment, her expression in the monitor seemed a bit impatient.
When I heard these words in a daze, I felt uncomfortable. Now seeing Katniss's expression in the monitor, my feelings worsened.
Katniss slowly walked back to our bedroom, but upon seeing my drunken form sprawled across the bed, her expression changed abruptly. She lost her smile and calmness, her face changing like a chameleon, her finger on her lips as she looked at me on the bed, her eyes showing a mix of emotions - memories, love, disappointment, pain, and even a hint of resentment. Various complex emotions kept changing in Katniss's eyes.
Finally, a look of determination flashed in Katniss's eyes. She took a deep breath as if making an important decision.
Katniss didn't listen to Nathan's suggestion to take care of me. Instead, she opened the closet to change clothes. When she took off her loungewear, Katniss hesitated in front of the wardrobe before putting on a short, low-cut nightgown.
After changing, Katniss glanced at the open bedroom door. During the process of changing, the door had been left open. Nathan, who was still in the kitchen, couldn't see the sexy scene that had just happened inside, and Katniss didn't seem to be hiding anything during this process.
After looking at the door, Katniss turned to the unconscious me on the bed. At that moment, I seemed to be really asleep, eyes closed and unmoving. Katniss slowly approached the bed, lowering her head to look at me. However, her eyes held a mix of complex emotions that were indescribable at that moment.
After watching me for a while, Katniss slowly lowered her head. Her cheek almost touched my face, as if she was about to kiss me. But shortly after, Katniss pulled away from my face, stood up straight, covered her nose with her hand as if about to sneeze. Perhaps being too close to me had been affected by the essence of the alcohol.
Taking a deep breath, Katniss instantly changed her demeanor. From a complex expression, she suddenly became carefree, even showing a slight smile as she looked at me on the bed. At that moment, Katniss seemed like a chameleon, with various emotions appearing on her face.
Seeing this, I confirmed my initial judgment that Katniss didn't close the bedroom door when changing last night. Now, seeing this scene in the monitor, it confirmed that the first part of my dream was indeed real. I had started to accept this reality, but there was still a lingering sense of reluctance in my heart. I took a deep breath and continued watching.
After leaving the room, Katniss casually closed the door to our bedroom and walked to the living room. She then walked into the bathroom with normal steps. Meanwhile, Nathan, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, heard Katniss's footsteps and casually glanced over. But after that glance, his eyes couldn't look away. It had been a while since he had seen Katniss in that nightgown, and the slightly obscured scene seemed to stimulate his desire.
Nathan's dishwashing actions stopped. It wasn't until Katniss entered the bathroom that Nathan snapped out of it. He looked at the dish in his hand, took a deep breath, his eyes showing a hint of desire.
Nathan resumed washing the dishes, while Katniss stood with her back to the bathroom door. She had been walking normally from the bedroom to the bathroom, with a very ordinary expression. But once inside the bathroom, Katniss's expression changed. She glanced back at the door, then a strange smile appeared on her face. At that moment, I, who was getting a bit flustered, couldn't understand what Katniss's smile meant.
Katniss took off the nightgown, then the underwear, turned on the tap to take a shower. At that moment, I was sure that Katniss indeed didn't lock the bathroom door while showering.
Although Nathan was still washing dishes in the kitchen, his mind was wandering. His attention was no longer on the dishes. He washed one dish for almost a minute, which would have taken him just a few seconds.
Finally, Nathan came back to his senses, finishing the remaining cleaning.
As he walked to the bathroom door, he paused, his eyes fixed on the door as if he could see Katniss's hot and sexy body through it.
Nathan didn't stand for long, but I noticed his throat move as he swallowed. Then, with a trembling hand, he reached for the bathroom door handle. Throughout this hesitant action, he carried a sense of hope, for he too sensed that Katniss hadn't locked the door. Could this be a sign?
Just as Nathan's hand was about to touch the bathroom door handle, his eyes caught sight of our bedroom door. It seemed as though something occurred to him, causing him to quickly withdraw his hand, a hint of fear crossing his face.
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