"My dear, of course there is no problem. It's just that this laptop had a minor problem before. I forgot to ask my secretary to fix it and I was afraid that it would affect your experience of watching TV series." Gerald took the laptop from me unintentionally. He closed it and threw it aside.
Gerald's tone was a bit tentative, "Baby, did you see anything else just now?"
His guilty conscience made my heart sink.
I looked up at him and pretended to be at a loss, "What did you see?"
Gerald breathed a sigh of relief, "Nothing, the secretary used this computer a few days ago and downloaded some messy things. I haven't had time to clean it up. What if it's a virus or something? I'm afraid it will affect your experience of watching TV series."
Gerald took the laptop to the balcony of the study room and fiddled with it for a long time before coming over to hug me.
"Lucy, your husband had just take very clean shower today. Can I go to sleep with my Lucy?" He looked up at me with a smile.
Gerald, who has always been cold and aloof, was like a well-behaved puppy in front of me. I looked at him quietly, feeling a sour and swollen heart. Gerald and I had known each other for ten years and had been married for six years.
He always kept a distance from the opposite sex and even when working, he was determined not to be alone with actresses in a room. Faced with countless invitations from the opposite sex, he rejected them all with a cold face.
When others asked, they would say, "Sorry, my wife is very strict" or "I have an appointment with my wife."
Everyone in the entertainment industry envied our fairy love and everyone praised Gerald as a loyal and good man who was hard to come by in a century...
But that intimate video with ambiguous scene kept appearing in my mind.
I just felt a little disgusted and avoided Gerald's touch.
"I'm hungry, go get some fruit." I made up a reason.
Gerald stopped me with a smile, "I'll go help Lucy cut fruit."
Looking at him busy in the kitchen, his eyes were full of concentration and tenderness. He was usually very busy at work, but every time he helped me prepare fruit, he arranged it into a beautiful heart-shaped fruit plate.
"My dear, come and eat some fruit." Gerald called.
I came back to my senses and suddenly felt a pain in my hand. I realized that the fruit knife had cut my finger and blood was coming out.