Chapter 569

"Slap!"

When the crisp sound of the slap rang out, Stark and Thor were both stunned.

Stark knew he was doomed, and Thor, because he had just finished fighting with Stark and had just thought in his heart that Stark was a pretty good opponent, was slapped by a frail human woman.

Pepper, who had finished slapping, turned and left. Stark hurriedly chased after her, grabbed her arm, and said: "Wait, Pepper, it's not what you think. Loki and I really have nothing, and that child wasn't born to me and her..."

Pepper shook off his arm, turned and hugged her arms, looked up at Stark, took a deep breath, shook her hair, and said: "How could I have believed your nonsense?! How could I have expected a playboy with a rotten reputation to turn over a new leaf??"

After speaking, she turned to leave again. Stark held her tightly. The words of explanation that had been brewing very smoothly in his heart somehow couldn't be spoken. When he heard Pepper say this, he felt his heart was in agony.

Stark tried hard to calm down, walked quickly to Pepper's opposite side, pressed her shoulders with both arms, and said: "Listen to me, I didn't betray you..."

Pepper stretched out a hand in front of Stark and said: "You don't need to use the word betray. You haven't made any promises to me, so there's no talk of betrayal."

Pepper took a deep breath. She knew how sensitive Stark was about feelings, but in a couple's quarrel, they often like to stab the other person while also stabbing themselves.

"You might as well go tell those fashion models that you sleeping with me was you betraying them. They will have the patience to listen to you say these things."

After speaking, Pepper pushed away Stark's arm and then walked out of the room step by step.

Stark froze in place, his arms trembling. Pepper had indeed inserted a good knife. Distrust, unwillingness to make promises, and past love history, this was the root cause that even Stark himself knew made him unable to stand in a normal relationship.

Thor wanted to open his mouth to dissuade, but felt he had no standing. After all, no one knew whether Stark and Loki had anything going on. Now everything he heard was Stark's one-sided story. Even if Loki came to confront, no one knew whether the two of them were colluding to deceive people.

To tell the truth, a man and a woman often being in the same room, and chatting until everyone around them knew they were very tacit, it was no wonder Pepper would be so angry. Thor switched the gender and substituted himself. He estimated that he would pick up his hammer and question the other party face to face.

But just as Pepper was leaning against the door frame panting, gathering the courage to leave, another small black shadow darted past her side with a "whoosh" and then came to her front.

Helen raised her face and met Pepper's eyes. No matter how angry Pepper was, she wouldn't vent her anger on such a small child. She turned her head, adjusted her center of gravity, and wanted to leave. But at this time, she saw the little girl open her mouth, a mouthful of sharp teeth, and then shouted at her:

"Mommy!

Pepper widened her eyes, and even Stark was shocked. He was like a statue that had just been resurrected, immediately walked over quickly, stood in a line with Pepper, and then stared at Helen together. Who knew that at this time, Helen cast her gaze on Stark again and shouted at him: "Daddy!

"Don't play these tricks on me!" Pepper turned to stare at Stark and said loudly: "I'm not her mommy at all, you should let her go find..."

fantuan.

"Waa!

!"

A sharp, earth-shattering cry pierced through the windows of Stark Tower and echoed in the sky of New York.

How should one describe the loudness and sharpness of this cry? Thor, who was standing in the laboratory, felt a stream of air that couldn't be resisted sweep past him. He took a few steps back, feeling his head buzzing.

Thor, with his Aesir physique, was like this, let alone Pepper and Stark. The two of them were holding the door frame on one side each, covering their ears. And this was just the first wave of the offensive.

Afterward, Helen started to wail. This cry obviously had reached the level of causing the mass of the Stark Tower building to drop sharply. Stark and Pepper couldn't care about anything else, just wanting this terrifying loudspeaker to stop immediately.

"Stop crying, stop crying, Helen!" Stark walked over, squatted down, and hugged Helen, but apart from making his ears suffer greater torture, it was of no use.

At this time, Pepper also walked over and pushed Stark away. She said: "Your posture for holding a child is completely wrong, you're choking her!"

"I've never held a child at all!" Stark said in a somewhat urgent tone.

Pepper turned her head and saw that Stark had already opened his mouth, started breathing with his mouth, and the frequency of breathing had obviously become faster. Among them, the right eye was squinting more severely than the left eye. Pepper knew that Stark's anxiety disorder hadn't fully recovered, and he was prone to anxiety when facing sudden situations.

Pepper pushed Stark away, stretched out her hand, picked Helen up, and then slowly rocked her, stroking her back. Stark let out a breath.

But just at this time, he saw, through the glass window of the laboratory opposite, he could see Jarvis typing rapidly in front of a computer. A screen in front of him slowly turned over, and on it were a few big words: "Explain quickly!

"Um... it's like this, Pepper, this matter has to start from Schiller's birthday..."

Stark explained incoherently for a long time, but fortunately, Pepper had long been used to his way of speaking that was sometimes topsy-turvy. She understood roughly, then frowned, lowered her head, and looked at Helen.

She was too angry before, so she didn't pay attention to the details. Looking at it this way, Helen indeed didn't look like a human child, and with a little thought, she knew that Stark's daughter could inherit anything, but it was impossible to inherit the Arc Reactor on her chest.

At this time, Thor, who was behind, also walked over and asked: "Do you and my sister have anything going on? If you two are really in love, then go back to Asgard and get married. I don't allow you to be unclear, this is immoral!"

"We two have nothing. Who on earth told you that we two are in love? She simply isn't my type!" Stark lowered his head, stomped his feet, wiped under his nose with his finger, and then gritted his teeth and said: "You know my reputation is rotten to the core, don't you know the style of those cover girls I dated before?"

Thor recalled carefully. Cover girls, actors, and models, what other style could they be? Most of them were busty and curvy, and even the skinny models had a powerful sexy aura. And Loki, after she turned into a goddess, she seemed younger and looked more like a young girl.

"Also, I don't dare to have anything happen with her." Stark curled his lip and said: "In case she asks me one day if I have any opinions about her, I'll be blinded by the radiance behind her."

Thor let out a breath, obviously relaxing a bit, walked over, patted Stark on the shoulder, and said: "Alright, it seems I wronged you. However, you'd better be careful in the future, stay away from Loki. You playboys should go to jail."

"Hehe." Pepper sneered and said: "If all the damn playboys in this world had to go to jail, then the prison wouldn't be able to hold a single criminal."

Who knew, hearing Pepper say this, Stark relaxed instead. He smiled and said: "If I really had to go to jail, then I must be the one with the shortest sentence, right, my judge?"

Pepper turned her head away hard, not looking into Stark's eyes. She held Helen, coaxed her for a while, and then returned her to Stark, saying: "We aren't married yet, we aren't even engaged, so she can't call me mommy."

"However, if you decide to adopt her, you are indeed her daddy. Go ahead, a novice father has to learn to bring up a child himself."

After speaking, Pepper left. Stark held Helen and chatted with Thor for a few words, and then Thor also returned to Asgard because of his busy official duties.

Walking back to the laboratory, Helen jumped down from Stark's arms, and then took a small earphone out of her ear and threw it to Jarvis, who was on the side. Stark widened his eyes and looked at the two.

The tall robot butler leaned over and stretched out his hand. The little girl jumped directly onto his arm and then sat on his shoulder. Jarvis said to Stark: "Obviously, the young lady's learning ability is very strong, and the timing was grasped very well."

"Also, sir, your instrument for synthesizing diamond cutting tools just broke. The last defective product was cut into too many facets. Because it was very bright, I inlaid it into a ring. It is now in the jewelry box behind you."

"That hottest French restaurant in Midtown still has vacancies, and according to Miss Pepper's schedule, she has no work next, and is preparing to go back to rest."

"Now she has walked to the underground garage... she is opening the door... she has sat in the car... she is twisting the key... oh, unfortunately, the car is broken, the navigation system isn't working, she must be very sad now..."

"Wait! Wait a minute..." Stark suddenly panicked. He turned around left and right, then looked back, paused for a moment, grabbed the jewelry box on the table behind him, and rushed out the door. When he entered the elevator, he was tripped and almost fell.

Helen tilted her head, then turned to look at Jarvis. She saw that on the machine display screen on Jarvis's face, a smiley face made of symbols appeared.

Half an hour later, a commotion came from a restaurant in the center of Midtown. Not long after, cars from major media surrounded the place tightly.

With a "whoosh," the red and gold armor flew out from the restaurant's window and then rose rapidly. In his arms, he was holding another figure.

Under the gaze of the reporters, under the floating light arcs and dust in the early morning of New York, they stopped on the top of another building. The faceplate rose, Stark kissed her without hesitation, and at this time, the diamond on Pepper's middle finger was shining brightly.

On the roof of another tall building not far away, Schiller and Loki stood together. Loki said: "At that time I was really about to go crazy with rage. If you hadn't stopped me, I would have..."

"However, just as you expected, as long as I stay invisible throughout this matter, our goals can all be achieved." Loki turned her head, looked at Schiller, and said: "Sometimes, I am really puzzled, what kind of background, what kind of experience, can shape a freak like you?"

Schiller lowered his head, playing with a model of the initial version of the Arc Reactor in his hand. Loki cast her gaze on it and asked: "Did Stark give this to you?"

Schiller nodded and said: "First-generation Arc Reactor model. Does it look very complicated? But it's just a lightbulb."

As he spoke, he lifted the model up, letting it face the sun. The light shone through it, appearing brilliant.

Schiller moved his gaze away from the model, looked up, and looked at Stark, who was kissing Pepper in the distance. He smiled and said: "It doesn't need energy, and it won't light up. It's still a lightbulb..."

"And I, am best at screwing in lightbulbs."