Spoil My Errant Wife

Christina was alone at home today.She was drinking a glass of soy milk calmly.

The moment Crystal closed the door and left, she put down her breakfast.

In fact, she had no appetite.

Emotionless, she quickly stood up and walked straight to the small balcony to carry a retractable aluminum ladder into the apartment.

First, she leaned the ladder against the wall on the east side of the small living room, then climbed up and reached out nimbly to dig out a black thumb-sized instrument from a hidden corner of the ceiling.

Then she found three identical electronic devices in the other three corners, which were wireless surveillance cameras.She knew that not only the small living room, but also her guest room and even the balcony were equipped with such cameras.

Except for the bathroom, there were almost no dead corners in this apartment.She didn't look for any cameras elsewhere, as if there's no need.

She threw the four small electronic devices directly into the trash can, placed the ladder back on the balcony, and found a 90*60-centimeter white board, a marker, and an eraser from the sundry cabinet beside the balcony.

Then she sat on the sofa, put the white board which was held by her left hand on her legs, and drew with a marker in her right hand.

Occasionally, she frowned and angrily wiped off all the previous drawings with the eraser, then did it again.

"No, it's not like that" Christina muttered.

With a marker in her right hand, she closed her eyes as if she was forcing herself to recall.

She was quickly drawing a mind map from her memory, as if she was combing through the messy memory fragments in her mind.

depressed and solemn,

in the whole apartment, except for the occasional sound of her rubbing hard

crisp ringtone.She was in a daze for a moment, and the marker in

turned to look at the flashing phone

eraser and rubbed against all the

the whiteboard on the sofa beside her and bent down to pick up the marker which fell somewhere on the floor

found it under the

with her eyes fixed on a red Chinese knot on the trunk.She

flipped the delicate palm-sized Chinese knot

many cameras are there in this apartment?" thought

camera was obviously different from the

it from another group of people? The phone on the

caller id, she tightly gripped the red camera she had just found in her

best to pinch it

"Who's that?"

the answer button and asked

came

this is your

me anymore.After your car accident, I was

so he wanted to remind her of it

by something, Christina gritted her teeth and

a C-section on her when she had been sent to

her unusual tone and asked very patiently, "Miss Dickens, I