Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 23 MJ Pain and Hatred

Queens, Watson House.

"You want to know why? The truth is, we're never going home for the holidays because of you!"

Mary Jane's mother, Ms. Watson said to her husband excitedly.

"You're always criticizing everything, you say I don't cook enough, I don't clean enough, I don't do anything for the family, and you lecture Mary and Gallo about the food (Mary Jane's elder sister)."

Watson couldn't bear it anymore when faced with his drunken husband.

She was fed up with a drunken husband who didn't work all day and drank every day.

The thought of escaping from this family is stronger than ever.

"The worst thing is that you stuff things into your home that shouldn't be seen by children, and you lose control on the sidelines, forgetting what this will do to children."

Mary Jane's father, a flushed Philip, was visibly enraged by his wife's words.

He slammed on the table and yelled at his wife, "Out of control? Did I miss an installment?"

"what?"

Ms. Watson couldn't understand why her husband mentioned installment payment inexplicably.

Philip continued to yell at his wife: "Still missing for many days, doing something shameful in the alley? No, I go to work every day and help at home. I take care of you and this family. What the hell do I have? wrong?"

"What did you do wrong? Well, let me remind you that the drug dealer you killed almost abducted our daughter, and you went to sell drugs to my best friend's husband."

Ms. Watson, without hesitation, pointed out the shitty things her husband did.

Philip's face became more and more ugly, "You——are exaggerating!"

"Also, you're going to beat me and Mary, and Gallo, and that's the biggest problem."

Faced with his wife's accusations, Philip's face became even more ugly.

On the other side, inside Mary Jane's room.

Mary Jane sat helplessly on the chair, with her head buried deep in her legs.

She loathed and feared her parents' quarrels.

Endless, these quarrels haunted her like a mantra.

She would try to look happy at school and never let anyone see any of her misfortunes.

She never talks about her pain with outsiders, and she is unwilling to confide in anyone, but this accumulated pain will only continue to deepen.

Mary Jane's wine-red hair hung down, shining slightly in the night.

After a while, she stood up, walked to the door, and hung up the zipper.

As if in this way, the quarrels outside could not come in.

Back at the desk, she took out a pen and started drawing in her notebook.

Once she began to focus on the sketch in front of her, the noise of the quarrel outside would subside in her ears.

Mary Jane described in her notebook the picture that she will never forget.

In the laboratory, half of the wall was damaged, and the moonlight came in, forming a half-light and half-dark junction in the room.

Where the light meets, a monster with a spider head stretches out its fist, which is blocked by a man covered in black aura.

The shield formed on the opponent's wrist resisted the monster's fist.

"rustle!"

Mary Jane was concentrating on drawing a still picture when she suddenly heard a heavy impact.

"Boom!"

There was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground outside the door, and then she heard her mother moaning.

Mary Jane immediately put down the pen in her hand, pulled off the zipper of the door lock, and ran outside.

In the living room, Ms. Watson fell to the ground, clutching her forehead and moaning in pain.

From the gap between the fingers, bright red blood "gurgled" out.

"You bitch, I'm done with you! You know what I'm like, you're like my mom, you're suffocating me!"

Mary Jane's father, shouting to his wife with red eyes.

"mom!"

Mary Jane immediately came over with a towel and covered her mother's forehead, which was bleeding from hitting the corner of the table.

"You're—asshole!"

While clutching her mother's wound, Mary Jane glared at her father with hatred.

"Don't look at me that way! Never!"

Philip stepped forward angrily, grabbed Mary Jane's face, gritted his teeth and said to his daughter: "It's so disgusting! Your eyes seem to wake up every day, wishing that I was dead, dead! Alice! Sick and killed by a car!"

"Boom boom boom!"

When the atmosphere in the room was tense, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The heavy knock on the door hit the hearts of several people.

Philip let go of the hand that was holding Mary Jane's face, gritted his teeth viciously, and walked out the door.

Mary Jane helped her mother up.

"If you can't tell the reason for ringing the doorbell in 30 seconds, I'll let you know the consequences of stepping on this porch!"

Philip was furious, and said to Coulson who was standing in front of him in a suit and leather shoes.

Coulson's expression was calm, not affected by the opponent's momentum at all.

"I'm Phil Coulson, and I belong to the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Agency."

As he spoke, he took out his ID and showed it to Philip.

"So what? I don't remember being in contact with any security bureau."

Hearing that Coulson said that he was from S.H.I.E.L.D., Philip's momentum suddenly weakened a bit.

"Actually, I wanted to talk to your daughter, Mr. Watson. Would you mind if I came in?"

Philip's face changed for a few seconds, and finally he got out of the way.

"Hope I didn't bother you."

In the living room, the two faced each other, and Coulson said to Mary Jane.

The Watson couple were sent away by him on the grounds of confidentiality.

"No, in a way, you came at the right time."

Mary Jane said in a complicated tone: "Sorry, I don't know what defense and attack logistics support agency is. Maybe you are mistaken. I have never done spying or endangering national security."

Coulson shook his head, "I didn't say that Miss Watson was involved in something that endangered national security. I just wanted to ask you a few questions about the spring ball."

Mary Jane's face changed slightly, but she quickly adjusted her emotions, "I have already described it to the police, maybe you can ask them."

"I would prefer to talk to you. Miss Watson, can you tell me a little more about what happened at the scene?"

Reluctantly, Mary Jane gave a rough account.

It was almost the same as her previous statement, with Peter-related aspects hidden.

"However, there are obvious signs of destruction in the storage room adjacent to the laboratory. Miss Watson, you said that you hid in the cabinet the whole time, which means that you don't know what happened in the storage room."

Coulson asked her.

"Yes."

"Karl King, that's the name of the monster covered in spiders, right?"

"Yes, he said he was Karl King."

"So."

Coulson was silent for a moment, and continued to ask Mary Jane: "Why, there are no traces of spider silk at the scene? Generally speaking, spider silk is left where Spider-Woman fights. Why is there almost no spider silk at the scene?"

"I"

Mary Jane was instantly stunned.

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