79-Don't hurt him, please

Hermosa stared at Brent's sleeping face for an extended period of time after he had fallen asleep, as if she wanted to permanently etch his strikingly good-looking physiognomy into her memory.

In the next life she would be able to remember and find him by impression.

Hopefully by that time they would be well together and then never be apart for the rest of their lives.

She ran her hand through Brent's hair.

These days they were all busy investigating the Davis vault.

Brent, in particular, was often on the phone with Sam even after she had fallen asleep.

Lately, from exhaustion, Sir looked much thinner.

And she worried if, in her absence, Sir would be even less concerned about his health because he misses her.

Hermosa could not help but shed tears whenever she thought about it.

She had known for a long time that this mission was going to be a bad one.

All the tears she had endured in front of Brent all these days because of her anxiety were released at this moment.

It was not