The Death Crisis After Winning the Lottery

This surveillance only worked when it was charged, but I forgot whether it was charged or not!

Fortunately, I checked the winning information in the company's restroom.

But where could I hide the lottery ticket safely now? I hadn't claimed the fifty-dollar prize yet. If I claimed the prize, would the lottery shop owner remember me? Would he know that I was the one who won the jackpot? But I must claim the prize of fifty dollars because both of us were not generous.

Besides, I had to go to work tomorrow and he would go to claim the prize, so the owner of the lottery shop must know I was the jackpot winner.

With my palms full of cold sweat, I pretended to be calm and walked into the bathroom. I searched for the same model of surveillance on the online shop and asked the boss how to check if the surveillance was working from a long distance.

I finally found the surveillance of the same model, clicked the website, checked the details, and planned to ask customer service directly.

The answer stunned me, saying that it worked both when being charged and battery-powered!

What did that mean? Was that what I thought?

I felt chill and then extremely angry.

Why did Tom tell me that it worked only when it was charged? Whenever we had sex, I asked him to unplug the power cord. That meant when I wasn't aware, the surveillance camera was working and recording everything!

I didn't want to assume the worst of him, but I knew him too well and I couldn't even find an excuse to exonerate him.

He was very afraid of trouble. He would not try to understand things or people that he was not interested in, which meant he had planned this long ago.

Even though I wanted to go out and question him about why he had recorded it, I had to hold it back. I was a girl, if I rushed out, I would only alert and anger him. I couldn't put myself in danger, so I had to hold it back.

I felt fear after being angry. I didn't know what he did with my videos, and I had to assume the worst. When I thought about what website my videos might appear on, and everyone might ask me what was going on after watching them, I felt desperate.

"Honey, why do you spend so much time in the bathroom?" His gentle voice sounded like the horror music to me now. I was startled.

"My stomach hurts so much..." I pretended to be weak and covered my stomach, saying, "Honey, see if there is any painkiller at home. It hurts so much."

I remembered there was no painkiller at home. I had a stomachache in the middle of the night yesterday, for fear that I would wake him up, I groped in the dark to find the last painkiller at home.

"Honey, I bought the medicine for you today. Why didn't you tell me when you finished the medicine yesterday? Fortunately, I was careful, otherwise you would be in pain again."

I said to myself, "Damn it!"

I had been planning to take advantage of the time when he was out buying medicine to run away with my important cards and licenses.

Time was running out, so I stuffed the lottery ticket into the sanitary napkin and put it in the very back of the box. Fortunately, I had the habit of hoarding a lot of goods, so as long as he didn't check all of them, he wouldn't find it. Then I deleted all the searching records on my phone. It was annoying that the phone automatically recommended related topics, so I checked more websites to cover my records.

Finally, I pinched my stomach hard, the pain spread quickly, and cold sweat covered my head.

I hoped God would bless me and not let him discover anything abnormal with me so that I could spend tonight safely.

I pressed the flush button, held my stomach, and slowly walked out.

He had already prepared water and medicine on the table. When he saw me coming, he quickly helped me sit down.

"Why do you suddenly have a stomachache? Your face is pale. Did you eat something wrong today?" I looked at him blankly. He still looked as nervous as every time I had a stomachache, and his tone was still stern as if he was still the same person who loved me. Everything before seemed fake to me now.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's no use even if you act cute now. Tell me the truth."

"Oh, I've been very busy with the project recently. I was hungry in the afternoon, so I drank milk. It was indeed cold. I know I was wrong. Please don't be angry." I took the medicine and acted coquettishly towards him.

"Honey, please charge my phone. I don't want to go to the bedroom anymore." While eating, I thought about the surveillance. He never stopped me from using his phone, and I knew all of his passwords. I had also checked all of his social media and there was nothing wrong.

Did he have another phone or another phone system?

I remembered that when he bought the mobile phone, the salesperson said that most of the current mobile phones had dual systems, but I didn't care about it at that time. I had to find a way to confirm whether his phone had dual systems now.

I handed him my phone and said, "Honey, please charge my phone. Shall we go for a walk downstairs later?"

"You're so lazy." He took my phone and got up to help me charge it.

Naturally, I took his phone, opened an application to watch a random live broadcast, and then exited it, making sure that the host's voice could still be heard.

Then I found the private section of his phone. I hoped the private section was empty so that at least it could prove that he was completely open with me and that the video was just something he shot on a whim.

Unfortunately, it was being used.

His phone had a dual system.

Well done.

I guessed my reputation had already been ruined after the videos were uploaded.

I exited it, deleted the traces, pretended to concentrate on watching the live broadcast, and gave the host a thumbs up. I had to think carefully about what the password for the other system was.

The secret lied in that system.

"What are you watching?" He hugged me from behind. His footsteps were very light, which I hadn't noticed before, but now I thought it was most likely that he had been monitoring me.

"We're running out of garbage bags at home, and we need to replace forks, toothbrushes, towels, and other items." I checked the online store and calculated the unit prices one by one with a calculator and a small notebook.

His slightly contemptuous expression was reflected in the dark screen.