[Superman] Number One Enemy

Clark looked at Louise, and it was difficult to describe his feelings; on the one hand, he felt sorry and regretful to Louise, and on the other hand, he felt helpless and aggrieved by being accused.

He really wanted to find his tribe.He thought Louise would understand.

He really will come back.Although he can't make any promises.

It's no one's fault that things have come to this.

It's just that they both made choices about each other.

Then, Clark suddenly realized - yes, he really didn't love Louise.

Perhaps earlier, all he had left was self-persuasion; perhaps he knew in his heart that they would not make it to the end.At this moment, too many thoughts flashed through Clark's mind, and he even forgot about Louise in front of him.

──Until the atmosphere on the whole floor changed, and familiar footsteps came from afar.

It's Audrey!The queen is here to inspect the building!

This is also one of the few times in a day when Clark can see Audrey in the company.Clark especially cherishes a look or two, if only one or two, and usually Audrey just ignores him and stalks past his seat.However, things have changed recently, and Audrey always fixes her eyes on him for a second or two, with information that only each other can understand flowing in her eyes.

That information usually goes something like this.

"Clark, you pick up Brandon today. No, don't try to convince me, I'm going to work overtime."

"Clark? Why are there beets in my lunch!"

Or something like this.

"What to watch. Hurry up and work. I'm in a bad mood today, don't try to comfort me."

"Nasty, time-wasting meeting. Terrible. I'm going to punch the bag."

Occasionally this happens.

"Clark Kent! I warned you not to go to the Indian Ocean, did you go last night!"

"Don't stare at me like that, I'm mad at you. Don't try to coax me, I want a cold war."

Thinking of Audrey, Clark wanted to end the conversation with Louise even more.If Audrey walked by his office and found him out of position...well, it wouldn't happen to Audrey, but he would!If he missed Audrey's tour, he would have to wait until night to see Audrey.

"Let's go back to work first." Clark said, glanced at Louise, and smiled helplessly, "You said it, that was once. I think you should cherish White, he is a good man."

After finishing speaking, Clark turned around to leave, avoiding Louise's hand stretched towards him discreetly and cautiously.When they returned to the office, they happened to meet Audrey head-on.

Clark couldn't help staring at Audrey.Today, Audrey was wearing a small beige woolen suit, a black shirt, and a white bow tie. Her long brown hair was tied straight behind her head. Her delicate makeup couldn't conceal her naturally beautiful and sweet facial features.

Audrey cast her eyes lightly at Clark.Clark raised the corner of his mouth.

When Audrey and Clark passed by, Louise murmured.

"That's why you're rushing back to the office? Clark, you don't love me anymore?"

Clark turned his head and looked at Louise in surprise.Although Louise's voice was so soft that only he could hear it, he was still worried about Audrey's feelings.

"I think we'd better get back to work first," Clark told Lois politely.

Louise took one last deep look at Clark before turning around and leaving this floor.

Clark wasn't sure if Audrey heard what Louise said.Standing on the pathetic standpoint of unrequited love, Clark sincerely hoped that Audrey hadn't heard, one is that he was eager to protect Fang's budding love, and the other was...God, have mercy on him, Audrey is natural and heartbreakingly innocent. No reaction.

Sure enough, he will fall in love, right? !Clark thought sadly.

...Even if I feel that I am destined to be broken in love, I still want to work hard.Clark went on to cheer himself up.

In April, there are no national holidays.This is a painful month for office workers.Is it bad that there are no national holidays for journalism commuters?Anyway, they can't let it go.Reporters are on duty 360 days a year, 24 hours a day, and holidays and so on.

Audrey is a workaholic, and that's all right with her.But for Brandon, there's a difference.There are no national holidays, which means almost the whole month, and he can't even think about seeing his mother. Audrey likes to work overtime on weekends.A while ago, the situation finally improved, but now it's back to its old ways.

Fortunately, Clark will accompany Brandon.

"Sometimes I really doubt that what he means to you is holiday nanny."

The day Natasha teased Audrey like this, Clark played with Brandon all day.Steve invited Clark to stay at the Barnes house, and for the sake of both the patriarch Romanov and the Winter Soldier being noncommittal, Clark readily agreed.

And Audrey herself worked overtime until seven o'clock in the evening before leaving the office.When she got home, Clark was taking Brandon to the shower.Such an ordinary and safe scene gave Audrey the illusion that they are a family, and they have lived like this for six years without changing.

Get back on your feet, Audrey; she reminded herself.Don't have unrealistic delusions, the man you slept with once and thought about the chance to sleep again, he belongs to him.remember?Two weeks ago, you just bumped into him in the office talking to his ex-girlfriend alone with a weird look on his face. Do you really think he can forget about Louise Lane?Stop dreaming, Audrey Barnes.This is impossible, Superman is notoriously dedicated, and to put it bluntly, he is dead-brained.

"You know we're talking here, he can hear him in the bathroom, right?" Audrey replied to Natasha, put the bag on the round table by the dining table, and walked to the bar to wash her hands.

"The soundproofing effect of this building is not bad, it's because Superman's hearing is too good." Natasha shrugged disapprovingly, leaning sideways by the bar counter, curling up the corners of her mouth.

"If he doesn't listen, he'll be fine. Hey! Clark, if you're listening, please cover your ears immediately, because Audrey and I are going to discuss your bad words—is that okay?"

"...Nata. Are you serious?"

Natasha laughed.After washing her hands, Audrey turned around and took out fruit from the refrigerator for dinner.

"You still haven't answered my question, honey," Natasha said, snatching a pear logically. "Someone is being very enthusiastic, don't tell me, you haven't noticed yet."

"Impossible." Audrey rolled her eyes, sternly denied and swore.

"How is it impossible?" Natasha raised her eyebrows and switched to Russian, "He likes you, Sweet Pie. You want to let go of the big blue guy upstairs? Although he looks like a boy scout, he should be good in bed Yes. Besides, I see that you really want it too.”

Audrey's ears turned red instantly. "Natasha!"

"Am I wrong? Don't pretend you're not looking at his waist or his hips."

Audrey was so angry and annoyed that she almost stuck the fruit knife in the drill board.James, who had been listening to their conversation, finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Nata is right." James said, also speaking in Russian, walked by the right side of the bar, took a seat directly in front of him, facing Audrey and Natasha sideways. "Where are you going to find a second man with Steve's size. I can understand how painful it must be for you to look at meat all day and not give you meat—"

"Natasha was never right." Audrey just wanted to use the whites of her eyes to face the killer couple in front of her. Even her grandniece wanted to dodge.

"At least you can sleep with him a few more times. Sleeping for nothing." Natasha urged.

"Oh, and then some Superman babies? Thanks for your kindness."

At this moment, Clark went downstairs with Brandon in his arms. They had just washed up and were both wearing bathrobes of the same color.Brandon jumped out of Clark's arms with bare feet, and ran towards Audrey.

"Mommy!" Brandon almost threw Audrey down.

Without thinking, Clark moved to Audrey's side, ready to catch her at any time, before any accidents might happen.Audrey shook twice, did not fall, but leaned against Clark's chest.

"Huh?" Audrey turned her head suspiciously, and saw Clark appearing beside her.When she turned her head, her cheek just brushed against his chest.

Not good.Big bad.

The point is not how much Clark appeals to her.The point is, those gossips in her family are all watching!

Audrey remained expressionless and kept a distance from Clark calmly.However, Clark didn't pay attention at all, he was focused on the possible danger just now.

"Brandon, don't play like this next time. If your mother doesn't stand still, you may fall together." Clark said, glancing at the fruit knife on the drill board behind Audrey's back, secretly startled.

Brandon opened his eyes wide, belatedly realizing that he had done something bad, and bowed his head to apologize to Audrey.Audrey hugged Brandon and kissed him on the cheek.

"Go play," she said, letting Brandon go.

Clark watched Brandon run to the toy room, turned his gaze back, and asked Audrey curiously, "What were you talking about just now? I seem to have heard my name."

"We're speaking Russian," Audrey replied.

Clark Jon.Of course he knew they were speaking Russian... That's why he asked them what they were talking about!At first, Clark wasn't sure whether their topic revolved around him, but now, Clark was sure that the three people were indeed discussing him just now.

"By the way, we have progress on the civil war in Naromi."

Audrey took advantage of the situation to change the topic, and didn't give Clark any chance to ask questions. "Luthor planted a mercenary team in the local area and mixed in with the local rebel army. Netizens' clues have been interrupted so far, and I smell the smell of traps."

Clark frowned, watching Audrey gnawing on a pear, two things were on his mind at the same time.

"What are you going to do?" Audrey asked.

"Wait for him to make a move first." Clark replied, shaking his head disapprovingly, "Audrey, you can't just eat pears for dinner."

Audrey stopped nibbling on the fruit and narrowed her eyes dangerously.

"Sorry. Can't"?" What could she do without asking Clark?

"It hurts my stomach to only eat fruit after a full day of fasting." Clark smiled helplessly and turned to look for the apron. "Let me cook. Spanish fried rice? There are a lot of seafood in the refrigerator."

Audrey was taken aback, imagining the aroma of seafood fried rice, Clark is used to adding saffron to this dish, and then she accidentally...

"Okay!" He nodded happily in agreement.And maybe a smile.

Clark stood in front of the freezer, turned his head sideways, and curled the corners of his mouth towards Audrey, with a gentle and indulgent smile.

"What kind of match is an apron over a bathrobe." At this time, Natasha spoke.

"You should make him wear a nude apron," James said.

Audrey couldn't bear it anymore, turned her head, stared at the two naive parents of her family fiercely, and gritted her teeth.

"Please, shut up!"