Chapter 127: Gwen's Daughter Surname Parker?

The little girl said to her father, "I hope I'll be better by autumn. I've never been in first grade before, only in kindergarten. I don't know what elementary school kids do, maybe homework."

"You'll get better."

Listening to the conversation between the father and daughter ahead, Gwen looked somewhat despondent.

She always empathized with the pain of strangers.

"What's wrong?"

After leaving the bookstore, Peter saw Gwen's expression change and asked her softly.

"It's nothing, just thinking about some unpleasant things."

Gwen forced a smile at Peter.

Harry was still at the checkout, and Peter glanced at the father and daughter who had walked away, roughly understanding why Gwen's mood suddenly changed.

"They'll get better."

Peter comforted Gwen.

Gwen looked at Peter with a look of foreseeing the future, then turned her gaze to the crowd outside.

Then she said somewhat dejectedly to Peter, "It's not just about affecting myself for others' sake, it's just that I once had a dream."

"What dream?"

"t's difficult to put into words. I mean, it's somewhat surreal. In the dream, I had a daughter who bore a striking resemblance to the girl we just saw."

Gwen glanced at Peter, feeling embarrassed, and hesitated to mention that he might be the father.

She remembered her foolish vow never to lie to Peter again, yet found herself tangled in a web of deceit, using her mother's words to hide the truth from Peter.

"Oh," Peter responded, then fell silent.

Gwen was a little flustered, and Peter asked her, "Is she cute?"

"Of course, she's very cute. I've never seen a girl cuter than her. She has beautiful green eyes, and she's very clever."

Peter looked at Gwen in surprise.

Although he wanted to ask if it was his daughter, he had to consider Gwen's feelings, so he asked, "What's her last name?"

"I don't remember, maybe it's Parker, maybe something else."

Gwen coughed intentionally and didn't look at Peter's face.

This was a clear hint, and Peter couldn't help but start thinking.

Is Gwen going to have a child with him too?

Why did I say "too"?

After adjusting her emotions, Gwen said, "When you wake up, that feeling is really uncomfortable, as if I really lost her. I know it's weird for a high school student to say this, but maybe in some parallel universe, there really is such a scene."

Peter didn't say anything.

The Gwen in the parallel universe seemed to have a somewhat tragic fate.

It's better not to tell her.

"Dreams are projections of the subconscious. Maybe you made such a dream because you like the little girl."

Peter said to her.

Do I like little girls?

Gwen thought for a moment, and it seemed that she didn't dislike them.

If it was Peter's and her daughter, maybe she would like her even more.

Just as there was a strange atmosphere between the two, Harry walked out of the bookstore with a book.

The previous topic made Gwen feel a bit awkward. To break the awkward atmosphere, she said to Harry, "Hope everything goes well for you in Chicago, Harry."

"It won't."

"Why not?"

Harry raised his head, wearing a very gloomy expression, "I'm afraid."

"Afraid? What are you afraid of, Harry? Not afraid of flying, are you?"

"No."

Harry said, "I don't know what I'm afraid of. Yesterday, I dreamed that I went to my father's grave and saw the gravedigger open his coffin, which was empty. Later, I dreamed that I went back home and saw my father's bed was also empty, but there was soil on the bed."

Listening to Harry's description, Gwen felt goosebumps on the back of her neck, and suddenly remembered what was said in the Bible: Lazarus, come forth.

"For several weeks, I remembered for the first time the dream my father had after he died, and woke up to find pine needles or something at the foot of the bed. Maybe... this was caused by the pet I raised, but I always associate it with bad things."

Listening to Harry's story, Gwen felt her heart pounding.

"But it's just a dream," Peter said to Harry.

He tried to make his voice sound warmer, with a touch of sincerity to comfort him, "These dreams will pass."

Gwen looked at Peter. You didn't say that to me just now.

Harry said, "Maybe I've been under a lot of pressure lately. After all, I never thought that running a company would be so hard. If possible, I really hope the three of us can always be together."

"Just for a short time, Harry..."

Gwen said to Harry, "Maybe you'll solve it in a few days, or wait until the holidays, and then Peter and I will come to be with you. We can decide what to do next, like spending Christmas together or going on a trip."

Harry's face showed a deep sense of unease, but he quickly adjusted his mood and sighed, "Thank you. I hope we can meet again soon."

After exchanging a few words, the broadcast urged the passengers of their flight to board.

Harry waved goodbye to Peter and Gwen, hugged them, and then walked towards the boarding gate.

Gwen watched Harry's figure, feeling a little down, and said, "I hope Harry gets better. It would be great if the three of us could go back to the way we were before."

Although she said so, she knew that since Norman Osborn died, the relationship between them could never return to what it was before.

The line of people began to move forward, heading towards the plane.

The crowd at the airport also began to grow.

At the same time, Tony Stark also exchanged his boarding pass and walked towards the plane from the VIP channel.

Stark Industries had its own private plane, but now it couldn't be used due to maintenance reasons, so he could only take a commercial flight to the headquarters of Valen Mining Group.

Although he could get a private plane anytime, he felt uncomfortable without his own pilots and flight attendants.

Perhaps it was because he was used to the flight attendants on his own plane?

Tony, wearing sunglasses, thought as he looked at the crowd.

He didn't hide his intentions, appearing at the airport in a high-profile manner immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Gwen followed the crowd's gaze and noticed Tony's presence.

"He seems like a peacock showing off, always feeling like he's flaunting something, even though he does seem to be very wealthy."

Gwen couldn't help but complain to Peter.

The moment Tony appeared, the atmosphere in the airport became noisy.

Several suspicious-looking people appeared in inconspicuous positions.

Peter felt the presence of these unfriendly people as soon as they appeared.

But he didn't intend to meddle.

"Let's go."

He said to Gwen, "Didn't you ask me to explain to you what happened between me and Miss Helen the night before last?"

Peter's words reminded Gwen of this very important matter.

"Of course, maybe we can find a café."

Gwen's words had just fallen, and there was a disturbance at the airport.

A scream from the crowd silenced the bustling airport for a moment.