(Is this some kind of prank? Someone is trying to play a joke on me?)
It's not surprising that Arthur has this kind of suspicion. He is a semi-public figure, known throughout the country.
He has a legion of fans around the world.
During the last autograph event, a girl pretended to faint and threw herself into his arms.
Some fans were even more radical by doing... Ehem, I'm not going to say that here.
But this blonde girl didn't seem to be any of the above.
Arthur is sure she passed out
With his current medical skills, he can easily tell if this is real or fake.
(Well, it seems to me that she fainted...)
(Quite the opposite, her breathing is very steady, it's as if she were sleeping...)
"Shit, what do I do now?"
Placing his hand on his forehead, Arthur spoke to himself.
"Ahh, I can't keep her here, I'd better take her inside."
Then he smiled helplessly, knelt, and carried the blonde into the mansion, placing her on the sofa.
After doing that, Arthur turned and went back to his room.
As a writer, no matter how rich or famous you are, you must complete updates on time.
Arthur didn't want to be like certain bastard authors who cut the ending for no reason.
Arthur would never allow himself to be like that.
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Not long after Arthur left the room, the girl's eyebrows began to furrow and a trace of cold sweat began to run down her forehead.
It's like she's having a nightmare.
After about an hour, the blonde finally started to open her eyes.
The strange environment in front of her left her a little dazed.
"Wh-where am I?"
While she was surprised and a little scared, Arthur, who had just finished writing, went downstairs
"Oh? Are you awake?"
Upon hearing this voice, the blonde immediately turned her head and saw Arthur coming down the stairs.
The girl was stunned immediately.
"You had passed out at the gate of my mansion."
"So I brought you inside, how are you feeling now?"
Before Arthur could finish speaking, the blonde spoke first and said in a very nervous tone, "Mr. Morgan, my name is Gwen Stacy."
"I'm your biggest fan!"
(Oh!? So she's one of my fans)
(No! Wait! What!?)
(She said her name was Gwen Stacy!?
(You Must be kidding...)
(This can't be a coincidence, can it?)
Gwen herself was very nervous at this moment.
She didn't expect that she would end up fainting in her favorite writer's part of the mansion and that she would still be carried by him.
Thinking of the scene of her being carried in a princess carry, Gwen's face turned red as a tomato.
Her skin being white did nothing to hide the redness on her face.
Looking at Arthur who was walking towards her, Gwen wondered if she should put her head on the ground to try and hide her embarrassment.
When Arthur arrived beside her, he handed her a glass of water and asked.
"Can you tell me what happened?"
"Why did you pass out on my doorstep?"
"Thanks."
Gwen grabbed the water and drank it immediately.
After being unconscious for over an hour, she was very thirsty.
"Thank you for helping me, Mr. Morgan."
Gwen thanked Arthur once again
"You do not have to thank me." Arthur responded immediately.
"Compared to your thanks, I'm more curious as to why you passed out outside my mansion."
The expression on Arthur's face made Gwen too embarrassed to look directly at him.
(He's so handsome!)
(He is much prettier than those photos I saw on the internet.)
"Mr. Morgan I don't know what happened. The moment I passed in front of the gate of your mansion, I suddenly started to feel dizzy and couldn't breathe properly."
"It was then that I lost consciousness and rang the doorbell just before I passed out."
"Please believe me, I had no idea this was your home."
Fearing that Arthur might misunderstand, Gwen explained immediately.
But Arthur didn't take it seriously, changing the subject he asked curiously.
"Miss Stacy, if I may, which university do you go to?"
"I'm a student at Empire State University. You came for a book signing once, unfortunately, I wasn't in New York at that time."
That said, Gwen was visibly depressed.
Empire State University.
Upon hearing about this, Arthur knew his hunch was right.
The girl in front of him was one of Peter Parker, Spider-Man's possible future girlfriends.
But at that moment, Arthur didn't see any news about the webhead swinging through the streets of New York.
Unlike Spider-Man, Gwen's father, the NYPD police captain, George Stacy tends to show his face in public frequently.
"When you passed out just now, I did some basic checks and there didn't appear to be anything wrong with your body."
"I believe it could have been some kind of sudden anemia."
After all, all women have that period of the month, if you know what I mean.
"Did you... check me?"
Gwen looked at Arthur curiously. In her opinion, Arthur should just be a talented writer.
How would he know to do a physical exam?
(Hang on!!!)
(Body exam?)
Suddenly thinking about something Gwen blushed even more.
(Could it be that, Mr. Morgan, he...)
Arthur noticed that Gwen blushed and was speechless.
(Is education in the United States so open? It only took a few words for her to think in that direction.)
"Ehem, I just did some checks on your physical state."
"Nothing was touched."
"So that was it, thank you, Mr. Morgan."
Even so, Arthur wondered if he heard it wrong, Gwen's voice sounded a little disappointed.
"By the way, Mr. Morgan."
"Could you please give me an autograph? I missed the chance last time."
With that said, Gwen took the Harry Potter book out of her backpack and handed it to Arthur.
"Of course, there's no problem, it's also a pleasure to sign autographs for beautiful readers."
Arthur wrote his name on the title page.
"Thank you, Mr. Morgan."
Gwen picked up the Harry Potter book and held it to her chest as if it were a treasure.
"No need to call me Mr. Morgan, just call me by my name or call me Arthur, people close to me used to call me that."
With Arthur's words, Gwen loosened up a lot.
"Okay, Arthur."
"But I also hope you can directly call me Gwen instead of Miss Stacy."
Arthur smiled slightly and spoke.
"No problem, Gwen..."
(End of chapter)
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