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Discoveries and Drunken Confessions

Vincenzo drops the gun down and moves back from the dead body of the man when he hears Cha Young groaning.

He looks back at her to find her running out of the warehouse.

"You know what to do with his body." He looks at Luca and Marco and runs outside the warehouse.

Cha Young couldn't help it with the smell of the blood anymore, she sits down puking on the ground until she feels someone moving her hair away from her face and a warm hand on her back.

A familiar hand and warmth.

Once done, she looks at her side to find Vincenzo with a handkerchief, crouching beside her.

She takes the napkin and sits limply on the ground.

Feeling the nausea disappearing after a few minutes closing her eyes, she looks at him and shoots a wry smile.

He chuckles and stands up, raising his hand for her.

She gets up as she takes his hand.

The car ride passes in silence.

And Vincenzo was worried for a moment before he saw Cha Young sleeping with her mouth open.

He shook his head at the sight of her and focuses on driving.

She just witnessed some brutal torturing and someone's death, and she is sleeping like a log.

Pulling the car in the basement, he looks at her again, and she is still dead to the world.

"Cha Young-ah." He says and it's like talking to himself or the car.

He tries again but to no avail.

He shakes her a little, a nudge on her shoulder but all it leads to is her head tilting to his side and hair falling precariously on her face.

He grins like a Cheshire Cat and takes a few photos of her.

She doesn't budge.

So, he starts the car again and honks the horn for a long time.

She wakes up with a jolt and holds his arm, eyes wide looking forward.

"Yah!" She screams at him, and he stops.

He shuts down the engine and receives a solid smack on his shoulder.

"What was that for?" He asks rubbing his shoulder with his bloodied hands, looking at her with innocent eyes.

She snorts and gets out of the car, stumbling a little.

He catches up with her after locking the car.

Reaching the apartment, she sprawls on the sofa like a marionette's strings cut loose.

"You want to sleep on the sofa?" He asks as he takes off his shoes and wears his slippers.

Getting no reply from her, he tries again.

"Isn't the rule of 'only slippers inside home' applies to everyone?" She opens her eyes and glares at him before getting up and moving to change her shoes.

Soon after, he tucks her in to bed and is about to leave her room when she says "You will tell me everything, tomorrow. Of what the man said."

He looks at her for a while before giving her a small smile and a nod.

Morning after, she's done cleaning the dishes while he turns off the vacuum.

She grumbled to him about taking part in the chores and he almost spit his coffee out when she told him he's the one who's going to vacuum the whole apartment today.