American comics: I am full of martial virtues and I love to be kind to others.

Martha's heartbeat quickened, but she forced herself to remain calm. "I've made my decision. I've endured it all these years, but now, I'm going to make the decision for myself."

John's smile disappeared instantly, and his voice became low and dangerous: "For yourself? You know, Martha, you're not smart at all. You want a divorce just to leave me? Don't be naive. Don't you know why I married you?"

Martha asked nervously, "Then why?"

John sneered, his tone full of contempt: "Of course it's for your family's money. I've known for a long time that your father, that old man, has saved his entire life. You are the one he cares about most. I got married just to get that money slowly. Now you're talking to me about divorce, don't joke."

Martha's fingers tightly grasped the handrail, tears welled up in her eyes, but she did not flinch: "John, people like you don't deserve happiness. You ruined me, but you won't continue to ruin my life."

John stood up suddenly, his tone becoming aggressive: "If you dare to divorce me, I will leave you with nothing! Do you think you can live without me?"

Martha tried hard to suppress her trembling voice and slowly stood up: "No, you are wrong. I can only truly live if I leave you."

John was about to continue his threats when there was a sudden knock on the door. The door opened, and Lynn and Mark walked in with two law enforcement officers. John saw Lynn, and the gloom on his face was instantly replaced by anger and panic. "What are you doing here?"

Lynn looked at him coldly, her voice devoid of emotion: "Let's see the true face of a control freak."

As he spoke, he raised the surveillance device in his hand. The screen clearly replayed the previous conversation, and the moment when John confessed that he coveted Martha's property was recorded in full.

John's face turned pale and he pointed at Martha in panic: "You...you dare!"

Lin En stepped forward, her tone stern: "She dared, and you have no way out. John Reynolds, you are suspected of multiple domestic violence and financial fraud. We are now formally arresting you."

Law enforcement officers quickly stepped forward, pinned down John, who was still struggling, and handcuffed him. John roared, "You can't do this! This is my home, and she is my wife!"

Lynn walked over to Martha and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Martha nodded, tears glistening in her eyes, but mostly relief. "Thank you, Lynn. Thank you."

Lin En smiled slightly and patted her shoulder: "You did it yourself. You are a brave person. Now, you are finally free."

After John was taken away, Martha collapsed on the sofa, tears finally streaming down her face, but a smile of relief lingered on her face. Lynn sat beside her, handed her a glass of water, and said gently, "From now on, everything will be fine."

When the dust settled and John was taken away by the police, Lynn sat beside Martha, watching her emotions gradually calm down. He whispered, "Martha, you were very brave today. But there's one person you should be most grateful to."

Martha looked up, a question in her eyes: "Who?"

Lynn smiled slightly. "Your father, Howard. He was the first person to ask us for help, and he's the one who's been worrying about you and working hard for you. I know you've been through a lot over the years, but he never gave up on you."

Martha's eyes moistened, and she whispered, "I know he has done a lot for me, but... I have never thanked him properly. I always thought I was unworthy."

Lynn shook her head. "You're worth it, Martha. Your father knew you were, so he did everything he could to protect you."

Martha was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I want to go see him."

Lynn stood up and held out her hand: "Let's go now. He must be very curious to know that you are safe now."

The two drove to Howard's watch shop. In the night, the orange lights of the shop seemed particularly warm. When Lynn pushed open the door, Howard was concentrating on polishing a watch. He looked up and saw Lynn and Martha, his eyes suddenly filled with surprise and worry.

"Martha!" Howard put down his tools, walked over quickly, and held his daughter's hand tightly. "Are you okay? Did he do anything to you?"

Martha's tears welled up instantly. She threw herself into her father's arms and said with a sob, "Dad, I'm sorry... I'm sorry for making you worry all these years..."

Howard patted her back gently, his voice gentle but firm: "Silly child, there's nothing to be sorry about. You are safe now, and that's enough."

Lin En stood aside, watching the scene quietly, a warm feeling welling up in his heart. He waited until the two of them calmed down a little, then walked over and said, "Mr. Howard, I really want to thank you for this. If you hadn't asked for help, things wouldn't have turned out this way."

Howard smiled and shook his head: "No, I want to thank you. I don't know what I would have done without your help."

Lin En smiled and said, "But now that everything is settled, shouldn't you fulfill your promise?"

Howard was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized. He smiled and turned to walk behind the counter. He took out an exquisite small box and handed it to Lin En: "Of course, this is a watch customized for your father. I have engraved the names of your family members on it. I hope he will like it."

Lynn opened the box, revealing an exquisite mechanical watch. The dial was engraved with "George Stacy," along with the names "Lynn" and "Gwen." It was simple yet meaningful. He examined it carefully and nodded with satisfaction. "Thank you, Mr. Howard. This is not only a gift, but also a legacy."

Howard smiled and said, "I hope your father likes it, and I hope your family will always be happy."

Lynn solemnly shook Howard's hand, then turned to Martha and said, "Martha, there are still many things to deal with, such as the legal divorce procedures and psychological recovery. But I believe that with your father's support, you will be able to start over."

Martha nodded, with a hint of determination in her eyes: "I will try my best, thank you, Lin En."

Lin En nodded and left. Walking out of the store, he looked up at the night sky. Although he had experienced many twists and turns today, he felt a long-lost sense of satisfaction when he saw that Martha had finally gotten out of trouble.

He put the box in his arms, thinking about the meaning of the watch, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Three days later, Stacy's living room was filled with warmth. George sat on the sofa, wearing a cozy sweater, holding a cup of hot tea, a satisfied smile on his face. Gwen and Lynn were busy decorating the living room, hanging decorations and discussing quietly.

"Brother, that banner is hung crookedly!" Gwen smiled and pointed at the birthday banner that Lynn had just hung up.

"Come and hang it yourself!" Lynn complained deliberately, but still carefully adjusted the position of the banner. The dining table was filled with George's favorite dishes, and Gwen specially prepared a large cake with the words "Happy Birthday, the best dad" written on it.

At 7 p.m., the simple yet heartwarming birthday party officially began. Gwen smiled as she held up her juice glass and said, "Dad, today's your big day! My brother and I have prepared a surprise. You're sure to love it!"

George put down his teacup with a smile and looked at his children with a loving expression on his face: "Having you two accompany me is already my biggest surprise."

"Don't worry, the presents haven't been served yet!" Gwen turned around and picked up an exquisite box and handed it to George, "Dad, this is my present!"

George opened the box and found a thick photo album inside. When he flipped through it, he saw it was full of photos of him and his children, from taking Lynn to the park when they were young to Gwen's first stage performance. Every page was full of memories.

"I made this myself," Gwen said proudly. "I hope you like it!"

George's eyes were moist. He turned each page and gently ran his fingers over the smiling faces in the photos: "Gwen, this is wonderful. This is the most meaningful gift I have ever received. Thank you."

Gwen hugged George happily: "As long as you like it!"

When it was Lin's turn, he took out the exquisite box from his arms and handed it to George: "Dad, this is what Kate and I chose together. I hope you like it."

George took the box, opened it, and saw the custom watch. A look of surprise crossed his eyes. He picked up the watch, carefully examining the name engraved on the dial, his voice choking. "Lynn, this... this is so thoughtful."

"Time has always been important to you," Lin En said with a smile. "This watch is not only to remind you to cherish time, but also to let you know that no matter how time passes, we will always be by your side."

George looked at Lynn deeply, raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Thank you, son. I will cherish this watch forever."

The family gathered around the dining table. George was so touched by the children's thoughtfulness that he remained silent, but his smile spoke volumes. The birthday cake was lit, the candles illuminating their faces. Gwen led the singing of Happy Birthday, with Lynn joining in. George closed his eyes, made a wish, and blew out the candles.

"Dad, what did you wish for?" Gwen asked curiously.

George smiled and shook his head: "Wishes are not spoken, but guarded with the heart. However, my wish is very simple, I just hope that our family will always be happy like this."

Lynn and Gwen both smiled. They knew in their hearts that this was not only George's wish, but also their common expectation.

The next day, as soon as Lynn stepped into the office, he saw his assistant Mark coming towards him with an anxious look on his face.

"Inspector, we're in trouble," Mark said as he flipped through the report in his hand. "This morning, outside the Stark Metals factory in the East District, a group of workers organized a strike march over pay and working conditions. The situation was initially stable, but one of the mutants lost control in his anger and used his abilities to destroy the nearby railroad tracks."

Lynn frowned, took off his coat and hung it on the back of a chair. "How bad is the damage? Are there any casualties?"

"Fortunately, no train was passing, but the tracks were completely twisted, causing widespread traffic disruption." Mark handed over a document. "The city government has asked us to intervene, capture the mutant, and control the situation."

Lynn quickly flipped through the file, which contained a briefing on the incident and basic information about the mutant. It was a middle-aged man named Lucas Griffin, who possessed the ability to manipulate metal. He had worked in the factory for many years, but was dissatisfied with the long-term low wages and unsafe working conditions.

"Where is Lucas now?" Lynn looked up and asked.

"It's said that he and other workers are still gathering near the factory, and his mood is very unstable," Mark replied. "But the surrounding police dare not approach rashly, for fear of provoking him to use his abilities again."

Lin En sighed and put the document down. "It seems that this is not just a matter of arrest, but also a matter of calming the collective emotions of the workers. The involvement of mutants makes things more complicated, but we can't let the situation get out of control."

Mark nodded: "Do you need support?"

"No rush, let's find out the situation first." Lin En put on his coat and said calmly and firmly, "Let's go to the scene."

When Lynn and Mark arrived near the factory, the area was cordoned off. Dozens of protesting workers stood in the middle of the street, holding banners and shouting slogans. A police patrol car was parked nearby, and several officers were trying to maintain order, but it was clear they were struggling.

After Lin En got off the bus, he quickly scanned the crowd and spotted a burly man standing in the center. His hands were lightly clenched, and a metal pole next to him was slightly deformed.

"That's Lucas," Mark reminded in a low voice.

Lynn nodded and walked towards the officer inside the cordon. "I'm FBI Detective Lynn Stacy. What's the situation?"

A police officer replied with sweat on his forehead, "Detective, the mutant Lucas Griffin is very emotional. We tried to talk to him, but he refused to listen. He also threatened that if we approached by force, he would cause all metal nearby to lose control."

Lin En glanced at the surrounding factory equipment and railroad tracks and realized that the situation was more complicated than he had imagined. If Lucas's ability was truly fully unleashed, the consequences could be extremely serious.

"I'll go talk to him." Lynn said in a deep voice.

"Detective, this is too dangerous!" Mark couldn't help but advise.

"He lost control because of his emotions. If we use force, it will only make things worse." Lin En said firmly, "Trust me, this is the best way right now."

Lynn walked slowly toward the crowd, his hands raised to show he had no hostility. His voice was low and steady: "Lucas, I'm FBI Agent Lynn Stacy. I'm not here to hurt you, I just want to talk to you."

Lucas turned his head and saw Lin En, a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes. His fingers moved slightly, and the nearby metal rod vibrated slightly.

"Don't come near!" Lucas' voice was hoarse and angry. "You people only know how to exploit us! We just want fair treatment, but you sent people to arrest me!" (End of this chapter)