Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

Chapter 189 Peter, things are really not what you think. (Part )

Peter Parker had been lying in bed for a long time. But he didn't fall asleep. Just like Harry Osborn, he was not an ignorant elementary school student. Moreover, in this free country, the voice from the bathroom kept echoing in his mind. Harry Osborn was somewhat self-deceiving and thought that he had fooled Peter Parker.

But Peter Parker, as Spider-Man, has the bonus of spider genes. His senses are much sharper than those of ordinary people. The subtle sound is constantly amplified and echoed in his mind. The sound seems to have a mysterious magic that tightly grasps his thoughts and makes him unable to break free. He lies on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts are like a tangled mess. He tries to convince himself that he may have just heard it wrong, but there is a voice deep in his heart that keeps reminding him that things are not that simple.

Peter recalled the scene at that time, and every detail was clearly presented in his mind. The timbre and tone of the voice made him feel extremely familiar. It was made by someone he knew, Harry's mother, Mrs. Osborn. The voice was like a key that opened a door in his heart that had never been opened. Peter Parker's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and a strange feeling spread in his heart.

Peter Parker is not young anymore, and he has long been in love, otherwise he would not be so interested in Gwen. The familiar voice made him have some different thoughts about Mrs. Osborn, and her beautiful face appeared unconsciously in his mind. Mrs. Osborn's elegant temperament and charming smile kept flashing in his mind like a scene in a movie. Her eyes were like deep lake water, revealing a mysterious charm that made people want to explore the mystery involuntarily.

Her lips slightly raised, as if with a warm power, making people feel at ease and comfortable. Peter felt an inexplicable urge in his heart. He wanted to get close to Mrs. Osborne, feel her breath, and learn about her story. But he also knew that this idea was inappropriate. He had to restrain his emotions and stay rational and calm. However, the strange feeling followed him like a shadow, making it difficult for him to calm down.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the door outside. Peter Parker jumped out of bed, but then he heard Aunt May's familiar heartbeat.

This made Peter Parker relax a little.

He was ready to climb into bed and go back to sleep.

Don't know why.

But his hand somehow ended up on the door handle.

Peter Parker opened the door, and a strong smell of alcohol instantly hit him, occupying the entire living room in a short time. His eyes first fell on Aunt May, and he saw that May Parker's clothes were a little messy. Her top was slightly open, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on her chest. The delicate texture seemed to emit an attractive luster under the light. This scene made Peter Parker, who was in adolescence, feel a little dry in the mouth, his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated a few points, and a faint blush appeared on his face.

However, Peter soon suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and his attention was attracted by the collar on Aunt May's neck. The collar looked a little strange and did not match Aunt May's usual style of dress. It was tightly wrapped around Aunt May's neck, as if telling some unknown story.

Peter frowned slightly, his eyes full of confusion and worry. He didn't know why Aunt May was wearing such a collar, nor did he know what she had been through.

He walked gently to Aunt May, squatted down, and carefully observed the collar. The material of the collar looked very solid, and there seemed to be some strange patterns on it. Peter reached out and wanted to touch the collar gently, but was worried about hurting Aunt May.

Peter Parker didn't know how much wine Aunt May had drunk. Aunt May Parker had drunk too much and her consciousness was very blurred. However, she still felt the touch of Peter Parker's touch on her necklace. She squinted her eyes in a drunken state and subconsciously began to beg for mercy: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry, Master, please don't hit me, okay?"

Peter Parker was stunned by Aunt May's sudden words. His eyes widened instantly, and his face was full of astonishment and confusion. He couldn't understand why Aunt May said such a thing. The words hit his heart like a heavy hammer, and he felt a strong sense of uneasiness. An ominous premonition enveloped him like a dark cloud, and he could hardly breathe.

His heartbeat quickened so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest.

He gently held Aunt May's hand with trembling hands, which were cold and weak. Peter tried to calm her down. His voice was full of concern and tenderness, like a spring breeze, trying to blow away the fear in Aunt May's heart. "Aunt May, what's wrong with you?"

May Parker suddenly woke up and pulled her hand back. Her tone returned to normal, and she said to Peter Parker in a drunken tone: "Peter, why are you here? I...what's wrong with me?" There was still a trace of confusion in her eyes, as if she had just escaped from a nightmare. She blinked hard, trying to make herself more awake.

Peter looked at Aunt Mei's sudden change, and his surprise was not diminished at all. "Aunt Mei, you just...you just said something very strange. Did something happen to you?" Peter's voice was full of worry and confusion.

Aunt Mei frowned and tried to recall what happened just now. However, the effect of alcohol made her memory blurry. "Strange words? I don't remember... I might have drunk too much and said nonsense." She shook her head, trying to get rid of those confusing memories.

Peter looked at Aunt Mei, and the uneasiness in his heart did not dissipate. He knew that Aunt Mei must have encountered something, but she was unwilling to say it now. "Aunt Mei, if you have any problems, you must tell me. I will protect you." Peter's eyes were firm and persistent.

Aunt May looked at Peter's concerned eyes, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She knew that Peter had grown up and became a brave and responsible person. "Okay, Peter. If there is anything, I will definitely tell you."

She said with a smile, though there was still a hint of fatigue in that smile.

Peter Parker returned to his room, his mind full of doubts, his thoughts tangled like a tangled mess.

He deeply understood the seriousness of the matter. Aunt Mei was his last relative, and he would never let this last relative of his be in danger.

He sat on the bed, his eyes revealing a firm determination. Peter recalled Aunt May's horrified look and strange words just now, and his uneasiness became stronger.

He decided to follow Aunt Mei tomorrow to see what happened.

Daybreak came quickly. Peter Parker woke up early, still thinking about his plan to follow Aunt May.

However, who would have thought that today, Aunt Mei would personally send him to school.

And instead of driving, I chose to take the bus as before.

Peter looked at Aunt May, his heart full of surprise. Aunt May was serious, as if nothing had happened last night. She had a faint smile on her face, and her eyes were calm and gentle. She was dressed neatly, and her hair was neatly combed, completely different from the drunk and terrified person last night.

Aunt May prepared breakfast for Peter and told him to study hard and be safe in school. Her tone was relaxed and natural, as if everything was normal. Peter was full of doubts, but he didn't know how to ask.

They walked out of the house together, the sun shining on them. Aunt May walked beside Peter, her steps steady. She chatted with Peter from time to time, the topics were all about school and trivial matters in life. Peter looked at Aunt May's profile, trying to find a trace of what happened last night from her expression, but found nothing.

On the way to school, Aunt May remained calm and composed. She waited for the bus with Peter and greeted other passengers in a friendly manner. Peter became more and more confused. He didn't understand why Aunt May could recover so quickly, and he didn't know what happened last night.

It was as if what happened last night was just a dream, but Peter Parker was sure that it was not a dream. And although the collar on Aunt May's neck disappeared, the faint marks of the collar were clearly visible.

Peter's eyes kept falling on Aunt May's neck. The vague marks were like a mysterious puzzle, constantly attracting his attention. His heart was full of questions, but he didn't know where to start. He wanted to find out what Aunt May had experienced, but Aunt May's calm and composed appearance made him hesitant.

When they arrived at the school gate, Peter stood there and didn't go in. Aunt May looked at him with concern in her eyes. "Peter, what's wrong? Go to class quickly, don't be late." Peter opened his mouth, but swallowed the words back.

He nodded, turned and walked towards the school, but the confusion in his heart followed him like a shadow.

The moment Peter Parker turned around, May Parker suddenly trembled and a hint of panic flashed in the depths of her eyes. She was not unaware of Peter Parker's puzzled look.

At that moment, May Parker's heart suddenly tightened, and the calmness she tried to maintain almost collapsed. She knew that Peter must have noticed something unusual, but she couldn't explain it to him.

May Parker took a deep breath, suppressed her inner anxiety, and watched Peter walk into the school, her heart full of guilt and helplessness. She wished she could give Peter a warm and reassuring smile as usual, so that he could pursue his life without worries. But now, she was shrouded in a fog and couldn't extricate herself.

She stood there for a long time without leaving.

"Maybe... we can set up a boarding school for Parker..."

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Because, suddenly, there was a change.

Peter Parker had to cancel his plan to follow Aunt May today, and he came to the classroom somewhat uninterested. But he soon perked up because he found that Gwen, who had not been to school for several days, actually appeared in the classroom.

But for some reason, the moment he saw Gwen, Peter Parker had a feeling that Gwen had changed, becoming more mature, and her temperament had become gentler. Peter's eyes were involuntarily attracted to Gwen, and he observed her carefully.

Gwen had a faint smile on her face, and her eyes revealed a calmness and confidence.

Her white hair was gently tied up, revealing her slender neck, and her whole body exuded an elegant aura.

Peter was full of curiosity. He didn't know what had happened to Gwen that caused her to change so much.

He wanted to be close to Gwen, to talk to her, to find out about her situation.

But I was a little hesitant and didn't know how to start.

It was not until after class that Peter Parker finally mustered up the courage to walk towards Gwen. "Gwen, you're back. Where have you been these days?" Peter's voice was filled with concern.

Gwen looked at Peter and smiled, which was rare: “I had something to do, so I went out for a while.

I'm back now." Her tone was light and natural, but Peter Parker could feel that Gwen was lying.

Peter Parker suddenly felt a little sad.

But of all the words that came to his lips, only one sentence remained: "Glad that you're back. I have some study notes here, and I need to lend them to you to copy."

"No need, Anna has already lent it to me."

At this moment, a young girl suddenly walked in from outside the door.

This girl was none other than Justine Hammer.

Justine Hammer, once the captain of the school cheerleading team, always presented herself as a hot girl. She was full of energy, confident and outspoken, like a beautiful scenery on campus. Her flowing blonde hair danced with her movements, exuding the breath of youth.

Her eyes are bright and bold, always with a hint of provocation, making people dare not ignore her presence easily. Her clothes are fashionable and sexy, with short skirts and belly-baring clothes showing her beautiful figure, exuding a youthful vitality and charm.

However, now that she has become Fisk's woman, Justine Hammer's temperament has changed significantly. Her eyes are more profound and restrained, and she is no longer as arrogant as before.

The eyes that were once bright and bold have now become calm and mysterious, as if hiding countless stories.

She was dressed more elegantly and even wore a darker school uniform, which highlighted her dignity and elegance. Her steps were no longer as brisk and lively as before, but became steady and elegant, and each step seemed to be carefully considered.

She exudes a mature charm, a kind of calmness and composure that comes from having experienced the vicissitudes of life, even though she has not yet gone to college.

She is no longer the cheerleader who only seeks excitement and attention, but a woman with her own goals and pursuits.

As Justine Hammer walked in, she immediately attracted many people's attention. The contrast in makeup and momentum made her overshadow Gwen for a moment. Harry Osborn's eyes were almost popping out.

Justine raised her chin slightly, her eyes revealing a kind of confidence and pride. She seemed to know that she had become the focus of everyone's attention at the moment, but she was not flustered. Instead, she took more calm and elegant steps. Every move she made had a unique charm that made people involuntarily attracted to her.

Gwen frowned slightly, looking at Justine with a hint of surprise and confusion. She had never thought that Justine, who used to be a hot girl, would have changed so much now. More importantly, she smelled a familiar smell from Justine's body. Gwen felt an inexplicable tension in her heart, and she couldn't help but straighten her back, trying to maintain her elegance and composure.

Harry Osborn was completely shocked by Justine's change. His eyes followed Justine closely, as if he had forgotten everything around him.

Others in the classroom also talked about Justine's changes. Some praised her new look, while others looked puzzled. Especially those girls who had a good relationship with Justine and those cheerleaders, they could feel the changes in Justine more intuitively than those who didn't know Justine very well.

But they couldn't tell.

What kind of changes have taken place in Justine?

But regardless, changes have occurred in Justine and Gwen.

It caused a stir in the classroom and even on campus.

Under everyone's gaze, Justine walked to her seat and gently put down her schoolbag.

Her movements were graceful and natural, as if everything was under her control. She tilted her head slightly, glanced at Gwen, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, which seemed to carry a hint of provocation.

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A night passed and Fisk sat in his office with a frown on his face.

The uneasy feeling never went away. He always felt that something big was happening, but he couldn't put his finger on it. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

His mind seemed to be in a mess, and he couldn't sort it out. An inexplicable uneasiness spread in his heart, like a shadow in the darkness, lingering. Fisk tried to distract himself by thinking about other things, but the feeling of uneasiness followed him like a shadow, constantly invading his thoughts.

He recalled everything that had happened recently, trying to find some clues, but found nothing.

Every decision, every action, seemed to be fine, but why did he feel this way?

Fisk felt confused and anxious, and he didn't like the feeling of being out of control.

This uneasiness made him feel irritated. His fingers tapped the tabletop lightly, making a rhythmic sound, as if he was venting his inner dissatisfaction.

May Parker was processing the documents in her hands.

She was wearing white stockings today, flesh-colored high heels, and a white professional skirt.

The white stockings tightly wrapped around her legs like a second layer of skin, as delicate and smooth as freshly solidified white chocolate. The slightly translucent skin color, with a subtle warm luster, seemed to exude an alluring magic that made it difficult to look away once one's eyes fell on it.

Her legs were straight and slender, and every graceful line was set off by the white stockings, making them even more elegant and moving. During the slight movement, the white stockings seemed to emit a faint halo, with an indescribable elegance, as if she was a goddess walking out of a painting, and every step she took touched people's hearts.

The white professional skirt perfectly outlined her body curves. Her slender waist was so thin that it seemed that it could be completely grasped in one hand.

As she moved, her waist swayed gently, like a willow branch swaying in the breeze, exuding a unique charm of a mature woman. The hem of her skirt rose slightly, revealing a small section of her fair thighs, and her skin, as white as mutton fat jade, shone with a charming luster under the light, adding a bit of sexiness and charm.

This small piece of thigh seems to be the most tempting scenery, which attracts people's eyes involuntarily and causes an irresistible impulse to surge in their hearts.

She wore a simple white shirt on her upper body, with the collar slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone. The collarbone was like a pair of small wings, exuding a charming charm. The shirt was soft and fit her body, highlighting her figure.

Her eyes kept wandering around Fisk, and she could sense that he was feeling uneasy deep inside. Listening to the sound of Fisk's fingers tapping on the table, May Parker's heart was beating constantly, and gradually merged with the rhythm of his tapping. Her eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of worry and concern. Although her heart was filled with resentment and fear for Fisk, she couldn't help but want to help Fisk. This contradictory emotion was intertwined in her heart, making her fall into deep confusion. She knew that Fisk was a dangerous person, and his existence brought her endless fear and resentment. However, at this moment, looking at his uneasy expression and listening to the rhythmic tapping, her heart softened involuntarily.

She tried to convince herself not to have such thoughts, telling herself that Fisk was not worthy of her care and help. But her heart could not obey the command of reason, and the worry and concern were like an unextinguishable flame, burning more and more in her heart.

May Parker bit her lip, her eyes showing a struggle. She didn't know why she had such a reaction, nor did she know what consequences such emotions would bring to herself. But she couldn't control her heart, and the urge to help Fisk continued to surge in her body.

"Boss, sign here. This is today's order." Mayparker finally couldn't overcome herself. She placed a document in front of Fisk. When Fisk signed, she asked casually, "Boss, is there anything on your mind?"