Arden woke up slowly. His head pounded. His throat was on fire. His stomach was doing acrobatics. His limbs felt heavy as lead. Yet, somehow, his brain suddenly went into overdrive. “…. I can't move…. I'll die…. Somebody send me milk tea…. send Kaito…. As I was saying, Kaito was already there. Calm. Ridiculously attractive. And unfazed by Arden’s drama Arden squinted her eyes and weakly reached out "Kai… please, don’t leave me," he rasped, his hoarse voice echoed. Kaito raised an eyebrow. “I wasn’t going anywhere,” Arden flopped dramatically on Kaito’s chest. “…I am fragile.” “Yes, I can see that,” Kaito said, adjusting the blanket over him. “‘…I am also…I am so lonely." Kaito blinked “…”You have four bodyguards in the room.”” “…THEY ARE SC-" “They are professional.” “.But

