20. A confession
CHAPTER XX
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Malibu, California.
Basement.
Tony Stark took off his blazer and threw it to Derpy, "Put it away for me, you little clumsy." β
Isbelli stood by the door and looked around, there was no sign of her destruction in the basement.
"Juice, drink?" Tony picked up the cup on the table, "If you don't like it, I can ask Derpy to get you some water, after all, there are so many questions to answer next, I'm afraid you'll be thirsty." Speaking of this, he raised his eyebrows, revealing a curious expression, "Then again, do you have the feeling of thirst, which belongs to earth creatures?" The people of S.H.I.E.L.D. say that you don't belong to Earth, then you are from an alien planet. Wow, that's cool, I actually picked up an alien baby, and I naively wanted to take care of her growing up. β
"It's not like that......"
Isbelle bit her lip, she wanted to explain, she didn't want to see Tony's reaction now, it would make her feel uncomfortable and heartbroken.
"Okay, anyway, let's answer my question first." Tony sat down in his chair and looked at her with a serious face, "Please tell me why every day after you leave, as long as I close my eyes, your appearance will appear in my mind." Ah, by the way, when I was at the terrorist base, I woke up from a dream once, because I sensed that you were in danger, and then I found out from the information stored by Jarvis that you were indeed in danger from S.H.I.E.L.D. during that time, so ...... How do you explain this? β
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"Don't you want to answer?" Tony stared at her leaning against the door, his expression became ugly, and he accentuated his tone, "Please tell me what you did to me." β
"I won't hurt you."
Isbelli dodged his gaze, and her whole person looked extremely uneasy and nervous.
Tony was not at all satisfied with her answer, and he was not a fool, so he compromised and gave up getting an answer based on her unsure "it won't hurt" that was true or false. He stood up, the mug in his hand resting heavily on the table, "Please, the S.H.I.E.L.D. have defined you as a cellular monster, an unknown that can switch DNA at any time. You say you won't hurt me, what proof do you take? You just made a mess of my house four months ago, bullied unarmed Jarvis, and then took on the form of another person and came to me. If it weren't for the S.H.I.E.L.D. people chasing you too closely, who knows what you'd do, what do you want about me, or what can I do to be used by you......"
"Neither!"
Isbelli couldn't help but interrupt him, her breathing quickened, and her emotions fluctuated violently.
"Wait!" Tony seemed to think of something, "You don't want to use me to get those devastating weapons of Stark Industries, and then use them to destroy human domination on Earth." Well, it's like the Japanese invaded the food country and wanted to expand their own territory, because their own country is too small, and it is always threatened by earthquakes and global warming, and it is possible to destroy the country at any time. So be prepared beforehand, you ......"
"I didn't! I said I wouldn't hurt you!! β
Isbelli couldn't listen to Tony's exaggerated brain holes. She didn't know what she was, and she hadn't done anything to hurt anyone at all, so why he, like S.H.I.E.L.D., thought she was dangerous and had bad intentions.
"Then explain my first question." Tony wanted to scream too, but he restrained himself. No one knew that in the more than four months since she left, he hadn't slept a single peaceful night, always dreaming of her and seeing her!
"I won't hurt you, you trust me......"
Tony walked up to her in a few steps, his chest heaving a little, and he tried to speak to her in a calm tone. "I just want to know why, and if you can dismantle this hex or magic or something. It's tormenting me, you know, it's tormenting me! I hate to close my eyes and not be able to sleep peacefully, and I hate your face lingering in my mind. I don't like to be manipulated, whatever you are and what your purpose is, please stop immediately. β
"I'm just protecting you."
Isbelli spoke softly, her hand raised, trying to touch Tony, but the latter quickly avoided it, and looked at her with a wary gaze.
"I believe Jarvis, in his database, does have evidence that you want to protect me." That's something Tony Stark couldn't figure out. After he was captured by terrorists, Isbelli desperately searched for him in the Middle East alone in order to save him, regardless of his own safety, and later relied on the information provided by her to successfully rescue him.
"I won't hurt you." She repeated again, tears already flashing in her eyes, and her voice was even more crying, "Tony, I hope you like me, you love me, don't abandon me, that's what I want from you." β
βSorryοΌβ Tony froze, staring at Isbelli in surprise, "What do you want...... Is it my love? β
"I ......" Isbelli didn't know how to express her thoughts, she really just wanted Tony Stark to love her, like her, whatever kind of liking and love, and most importantly not to abandon her like Captain America. I need love to live, or I will wither and die. β
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Tony tilted his head back, his face full of surprise and suspicion, and then shook his finger and said, "Excuseme, you're kidding, I'm never going to fall in love with a minor." β
"NO......" Isbelli shook her head as she walked towards him, "I need you to love me." "As long as you love her, then her task will be completed, as if someone has come to assign her such a task, and get Tony Stark's love and sincerity." But why? β
"What are you talking about?" Tony stared at her closely, catching a blank look on her face.
"Stupid human, you want to know the answer?"
Suddenly, Isbelli curled her lips and smiled, a wicked and eerie smile. She opened her hand and put her palm on Tony's head, and then, without knowing what she did, a stone flower glowing blue grew on his head.
"What is this?" Tony's eyes widened.
"Da!"
A gunshot rang out, and Isbelle fell, and behind her, Phil Cowson stood with a gun in hand.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Stark, for helping S.H.I.E.L.D. gain some more vital information."
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