Fahami's POV:
"I-i am so sorry for hurting you. I am so sorry." I was sobbing loudly. He just stared at me for a long time.
I wiped my tears, "I should call the doctor." Just when I was about to get up, he didn't let go of my hand. He held on it tightly.
"Taesung, the doctor needs to check on you, you have been unconscious for three days." I said desperately.
He let go of my hand and looked around, then he tried to sit up, and before I could hinder him, he already got hurt and winced in pain.
"Are you a fool or what? You had an accident, and you are trying to get up." I glared at him.
He was taking deep breaths. His Adams apple bobbing up and down, "Why are you here?"
Did I hear it right, or was I deaf? Did he just ask me why I was here? He kissed me that night, then he storm
