Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 330 I am Hawke's fiancée (Second Update!!)

Andrew's body trembled.

Bang!
A pair of wings, as red as blood, suddenly unfurled from Andrew's back.

next second.

The crimson wings hardened like blood-red steel, gleaming with a cold, blood-red light under the moonlight, and shot out in a massive barrage towards Hawke, who had appeared in the backyard at some unknown time.

Hawke neither dodged nor avoided the crimson wings that shot towards him with a calm expression.

ding ding ding-

One after another, the crimson wings shattered just before they touched Hawke, making a crisp metallic clanging sound before falling weakly to the ground.

Just in the blink of an eye.

The grass in front of Hawke was now covered with a dense layer of blood-red wings.

Andrew shielded his wife Amy behind him, his face wary as he looked at the person who seemed somewhat familiar in the moonlight. His tone was low and carried a hint of desperation.

"Who are you!"

"Hawk."

Andrew was looking at Hawke.

Hawke was also looking at Andrew.

This was his first meeting with his biological father in this life.

Ok.

The way we met was quite unique.

Just like the last time I met Amy.

but……

Once again, Hawke was not genuinely moved.

After he condensed his timeline and awakened his seventh sense to elevate his life level to the 'god' level, very few things could actually make him feel particularly joyful or sorrowful.

Hawke understood that this was divine inspiration.

but!

Just now, Andrew recounted that he had long since awakened, but stayed there for the sake of his son, daughter, and wife, and then thought of killing the soon-to-awakened angel of death, and then committing suicide, so as not to leave Jehovah any handle that could blackmail his son.

Frankly speaking.

At that moment, Hawke was touched.

Even if it's just for a moment.

But once it's touched, it's touched.

Hawke does not deny what has already happened.

The love of the parents is far-reaching.

Hawke suddenly remembered a sentence, and his gaze swept past Andrew in front of him and landed on Amy, who was being protected by Andrew behind him.

He also thought of a conversation between Amy and Wanda.

At that time, after seeing him and Anya and thinking they had been adopted, Amy stopped paying attention to them because she was afraid that her presence would make Hawke and Anya's new life uncomfortable.

And at the very moment Hawke introduced himself.

Amy, who was being protected by Andrew, suddenly trembled and instinctively wanted to step out of the warm embrace of her husband.

Andrew sensed Amy's movement and quickly spoke up.

"Amy..."

"It's fine."

Amy struggled to get out from beside Andrew, her gaze immediately falling on the man standing in the backyard. His jawline was sharp as a knife, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and he wore a custom-made dark gray suit with a snow-white shirt collar. His most striking feature was his pair of deep blue eyes, which he had inherited from her.

Her eyes were fixed on Hawke, her voice trembling slightly.

“Andrew…”

"Hawk..."

"It's our son's name!"

When Amy uttered her last words, her voice was already trembling with tears.

Hawke and Anya were not given names after their birth because Andrew and Amy planned to ask the priest to help them choose names when they were baptized.

result……

Hawk's name was revealed by Amy during a conversation with Wanda.

Upon hearing Amy's words, Andrew's body trembled once more, and his eyes widened again as he looked at Hawke standing in the backyard.

This time he realized what was happening.

The reason he felt Hawke looked familiar was because Hawke's nose was a direct inheritance from his own slender and prominent nose.

Andrew's voice trembled, his tiger-like eyes fixed intently on Hawke.

"You...are you really our son?"

"……Yes."

Hawke nodded calmly.

Amy instantly lost her voice, covered her mouth, and cried bitterly.

Hawke looked at Andrew calmly.

There was a pause.

"Since you're back, why don't you stay here?"

"This place is quite nice."

"No one will bother you."

"As for the Angel of Death and those two birdmen, I will handle them."

Hawke said this, then turned and disappeared.

Andrew's eyes narrowed, and the moment he stepped towards the backyard, with a thud, his body seemed to hit some kind of transparent barrier, blocking his way out.

This is!

Was he placed under house arrest by his own son?

After regaining his balance, Andrew's eyes widened.

"hiss!"

"Hark has blocked off the entire house?"

"...Have you finished watching the show?"

Hawke, who had reappeared in room 123 of Xijing Town, heard the two women still peering out the window with wide eyes watching the show. His lips twitched, and he spoke up to remind them.

The voice fell.

The two women sitting by the window jumped up from their stools like startled deer.

Gwen turned to Hawke: "So fast?"

Wanda was also a little curious: "You didn't say more than a few words to them, did you?"

Hawke remained silent, meeting the gazes of the two women, whose words differed but whose meanings were the same, and said expressionlessly, "I'm not good with words." He had never been like this.

He prefers to let his fists do the talking.

Whether it's a past life or this one.

In his previous life in Dongguo, he rarely used his fists, but in this life, before even going to Zhongcheng High School, he had already swung his fists countless times.

For his own sake, and also to protect his younger sister.

Back then, when fights broke out, the odds were evenly split between winners and losers.

But it doesn't matter if he loses. There are more people, so he'll just target one person and focus on that one. He'll say, "Go ahead and kill me if you dare, or I'll kill you all."

The most important thing.

parents?

I never had it in my past life, but it seems I did at the beginning of this life, only to have it ruined by that old Jehovah.

Hey!
Jehovah, you just wait! If I don't rip your head off and use it as a chamber pot, I'll change my surname to yours from now on.

Hawke's thoughts raced.

And just after he explained that he was not good at speaking.

Upon hearing this, Wanda raised an eyebrow.

Upon hearing this, Gwen opened her mouth, then seemed to realize something and chuckled.

Hawke snapped out of his daze and looked at Gwen, who was laughing heartily: "Is it that funny?"

Gwen reached out her hand: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. You're really not very good at talking, I can vouch for that. But you just came back like this and imprisoned them. That's not a good idea."

Hawke frowned.

"This is to protect Andrew Chloe and prevent him from foolishly going to his death."

"Then you should just say it directly."

Gwen said this, then shook her head: "Never mind, you come with me, I'll put in a good word for you. Besides, I haven't met Mr. and Mrs. Chloe yet."

Previously, there was only Mrs. Chloe.

Although Gwen wanted to come, Hawke was planning to let Anya come on her own after she was resurrected, so Gwen didn't insist.

After all, if Hawke doesn't come, her presence would be illegitimate.

But for now.

Mr. Chloe is here too. Both her parents are alive, and no matter what, she, as their fiancée, must meet them.

after all……

Wanda had already achieved her dream ahead of her, and had even met Mrs. Chloe.

and so!
Wanda, who was standing nearby, yawned and said, "I'm going to check on Billy and Tommy."

talking.

Wanda left the room.

Gwen then glanced down at herself before looking at Hawke: "Before we go, let's go home and change my clothes first."

Hawke frowned, looking at Gwen, who was already dressed very well.

after an hour.

It's quiet at night.

Late at night.

Hawke glanced at his fiancée, who had spent an hour going back and rummaging through the dressing room again: "How about we come back tomorrow?"

Gwen glanced at Hawke: "No, right now. By the way, how's my outfit? How does it look?"

Hawke glanced at Gwen, who was wearing a well-tailored beige trench coat over a simple white shirt and slim-fit jeans, and thought for a moment: "The policewoman's uniform that got torn the night before last looks better."

Gwen was silent for a moment, then looked at Hawke.

Go ring the doorbell.

"it is good."

Hawke shrugged at the death stare in his fiancée's eyes and rang Amy's doorbell.

soon.

Footsteps came from behind the door, but soon the door was opened.

After entering the house.

Gwen pinched Hawke's little hand behind her back.

Hawke understood.

"Amy Chloe".

“Gwen Stacy, my fiancée.”

"..."

"Hello, Mrs. Chloe."

Amy was stunned by Hawke's introduction, but Gwen had already given Amy Chloe a sweet smile and greeted her first.

After half an hour.

On the sofa in the brightly lit living room.

Hawke sat on a high stool at the bar, watching Gwen and Amy chatting happily on the sofa, feeling a sense of déjà vu.

at this time.

A somewhat stiff voice, but with a hint of trying to get closer, sounded behind him.

"Want a drink?"

"..."

Hawke snapped out of his daze and looked behind the bar. Andrew, who had just arrived and been sent to take a shower by Amy, was now wearing a shirt that Amy had kept perfectly and never discarded, along with faded jeans. He was looking at Andrew, who was staring at him with a tense and stiff expression.

I will turn twenty-one this year.

"……Feel sorry."

Andrew's expression froze, and he quickly apologized.

Just then, Gwen, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Hawke and said, "Hawk, a boy's first drink is always given by his father, and this is at home, isn't it?"

Hawke turned to look at Gwen, who was smiling gently.

Eyes facing each other.

He chuckled, then took the whiskey from Andrew's expectant, seemingly tearful hand, thanked him, and downed the whiskey in one gulp.

Ok.

It's no different from other whiskies.

Hawke thought to himself.

……

(End of this chapter)