She has a fever

In the room, Henry sits beside Kim who was still unconscious. He touched her forehead and finds out it was hot. "She has a fever." He mumbled to himself. He holds her hand, pressed it slightly, and said.

"Kim, do you not think before doing anything? Why do you have to drink the tea? if you suspect it was poisoned why did you do it? what were you trying to prove?." All these questions he asks rhetorically. But he still hoped she would wake up and give him an answer.

After a long silence, he continued talking.

"Are you this desperate to leave me? Do you hate me this much?" He said and smiled with tears pouring from his eyes.

"Kim, do you know I've loved you for a very long time? No, you don't. Right?"

"Every day, I come to watch you dance at the club, I get angry when I see other men look at you. Every time I see you, I'm happy. All I ever wished is for you to love me back. But no, it seems I'm asking for too much. I promise to protect you from now on." He finished talking and then kis