Gilbert's reverie was broken instantly. When he heard a scream, La Rossa screamed in her sleep. She was having another nightmare. Her clothes were drenched in sweat, her face was deathly pale with trembling lips. Her body was shivering.

Gilbert woke up instantly and went straight to La Rossa, he woke her up slowly. With a jolt of shock and waking up instantly La Rossa sat up. She was breathing hard, with a sweaty forehead even though the air conditioner was on.

La Rossa burst into tears, and Gilbert embraced her. La Rossa cried in Gilbert's arms. She had always had that nightmare.

"Cry to make it a lot calmer, I'll be by your side forever," Gilbert promised.

La Rossa cried in Gilbert's arms, as no one knew of her sadness and feelings except Jhonny who was always by her side. La Rossa was good at keeping her sadness to herself.

La Rossa's sobs sounded so heart-wrenching, she sobbed until she sobbed. Never before had she cried like this. Gilbert's shirt was soaked with La Rossa's tears and snot, but he was not disgusted at all.

La Rossa felt calmer after pouring out all her grief. The tightness in her chest gradually disappeared, though not completely. Gilbert held the frail body tighter and tighter in his warm embrace, reluctant to let go.

"I will be there for you anytime, don't feel lonely and alone anymore, let's knit our hopes together in the beauty of the world,"

"Try to leave that grudge in your heart, how about we grasp hope together?"

"No! I can't!" La Rossa firmly refused Gilbert's request.

"Why?"

"My life will continue to exist in the shadow of my parents' deaths, as long as I haven't avenged my pain on that man," La Rossa's gaze wandered into the distance.

"If you have any objections to accompanying me, you can leave!" La Rossa scolded.

She simply could not let go of the person who had destroyed her happiness. The grudge in her heart was so ingrained that she couldn't let it go, let alone ask him to forgive her.

"No Ros! I don't want to lose you again. It's been 20 years since I've waited for you in my long wait," Gilbert said. He looked closely at La Rossa's face, which was covered in sadness.

"I just don't want to lose you a second time," Gilbert stroked La Rossa's cheek gently. His eyes pierced deep into La Rossa's retinas, which were radiating a deep sadness.

La Rossa stared at Gilbert in silence. Her heart was torn between revenge and love. If she chose to avenge him, she would probably lose his love. But, if she chose love, she would be haunted by guilt towards her parents for not being able to avenge her.

Gilbert pulled La Rossa's body back into his arms, he stroked her back. And La Rossa hissed, which made Gilbert curious. He also uncovered the clothes La Rossa was wearing, how surprised Gilbert was when he saw La Rossa's back wrapped in bandages lengthwise, there were still other scars there.

Gilbert now switched to opening the front of La Rossa's shirt, again he had his eyes full. La Rossa's entire body was covered in scars, not even leaving an inch. There was a new wound that was still wet, it seemed that she got it during the fight with Komrat at the Vangsed base.

"How can a beautiful girl who is so cute and sweet have wounds all over her body, how cruel can she be" Gilbert thought.

"A pretty, cute and sweet girl like you is supposed to maintain a smooth body and you're just the opposite. Look at how horrible those scars you've collected are."

"How many sword slashes and knife thrusts did you get? Not to mention the other small wounds in the form of scratches, it's truly countless. If other people saw you, they would think you were undead," Gilbert touched every wound on La Rossa's body.

Meanwhile, La Rossa responded coldly to Gilbert's words. The wounds La Rossa received were when she was performing her duties as a hitman.

Brak! A loud bang startled them both. Gilbert and La Rossa looked at each other.

Brak! A loud bang had startled them both. Gilbert and La Rossa looked at each other. La Rossa got ready by taking out a pistol and a sharp weapon from inside her backpack. Gilbert quickly put his silver mask back on.

There were five well-built men bursting into La Rossa's hotel room, they were Komrad's men. They all carried sharp weapons.

"Here you are, you cursed woman!"

"Let's not mince words, let's just finish it,"

"That's how it should be,"

They immediately attacked La Rossa and Gilbert without waiting. Their attacks were so brutal, La Rossa parried every attack from them quickly and nimbly.

The sharp weapons they used occasionally hit the proferti in the hotel room. The narrow space did not hinder La Rossa and Gilbert's movements. It was an epic combination between La Rossa and Gilbert.

They collaborated in attacking and parrying the attacks of Komrad's men. It was a beautiful sight.

"Get down," Gilbert pulled La Rossa down, instantly a large machete flew past La Rossa's head.

Gilbert quickly kicked the man in the solar plexus, sending him crashing into the wall of the room, the man winced in pain, a mouthful of blood coming out of his mouth. Seeing their friend fall, the others rushed forward to surround La Rossa and Gilbert.

La Rossa and Gilbert, killed all their opponents quickly and neatly so there wasn't much blood. They defeated Komrad's five men as quickly as possible so that they could get away from there and avoid the next attack.

Seeing their enemies lying lifeless, La Rossa hurriedly packed up her belongings. She kept some money on her pillow to compensate the hotel whose property was destroyed by her fight with Komrad's men.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going back to Indonesia. My business there is not finished yet."

"Come with me to Korea," Gilbert invited.

"No! I can't come with you," La Rossa refused firmly.

"Come on, let's go out!" she called after she had finished packing her things.

La Rossa and Gilbert exited the hotel through the back way, not wanting to meet Komrad's group of men who would still be looking for him.