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, as if something was not

apartment, except for the occasional sound of her rubbing

for a

at the

rubbed against all the words and illustrations on the white board.She didn't seem to care about the

on the sofa beside her and bent down to pick up the marker which fell somewhere on the floor just now.She kept bending down to look for

on the left side of the TV cabinet, she found it under the bottom of the pot

hesitated for a moment, with her eyes fixed on

expressionlessly flipped the delicate palm-sized Chinese knot over, and a mirror appeared.It was

cameras are there in this apartment?"

obviously different from the type

group of people? The

at the strange caller id, she tightly gripped the red camera

to

"Who's that?"

pressed the answer button and asked in a low, hoarse

came a slightly

your attending

probably couldn't remember me anymore.After your car accident,

wanted to remind her of it by telling

something, Christina gritted her teeth

her when she had been sent

asked very patiently, "Miss Dickens, I called you this time just to make a return call.How are you feeling