The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"Realizing your mistakes, what good does that do? Can it undo the damage done to her health?" Dr. Funke said with a weight in his voice.

"Come on, Thalassa has already admitted her fault. Why keep badgering her? That's on you. Besides, Thalassa isn't a doctor. How was she supposed to know how to care for someone already in frail health? I she knew how to take care, wouldn't she have done so already?" Lydia defended Thalassa, firing back at Dr. Funke.

Dr. Funke shot her a glance, "An ungrateful viper."

"I've only known you for a few months through the medical community. Thalassa and I, we've been thick as thieves since we were kids. You think that compares?" Lydia retorted.

Thalassa, standing by, felt her heart sink, nervously tugging at Lydia's sleeve, signaling her to stop before Dr. Funke got angrier.

She was treading lightly, not wanting to offend Dr. Funke, but what he said next took her by complete surprise.

"Right, she's not a doctor. She doesn't know how to care for someone. But I am a doctor, and from now on, I'll be taking care of Astrid. I'll make sure her health improves!"

Dr. Funke wasn't just speaking out of anger; his tone sounded like a promise!

Thalassa's eyes widened in disbelief, "Dr. Funke, are you serious?"

I'm joking?" Dr. Funke was back to his usual self with

and Lydia exchanged a quick look, their eyes filled with both shock

you want to take care of my aunt for the rest of

spelled everything out?" Dr. Funke said, his serious expression delivering the most

that moment, Astrid called out her name from

hurrying over to find Astrid attempting to get

speaking softly, "What joke are you and Dr. Funke up

PLAY YOUR

your life, to get your health back on track. Dr.

looking back at

towards Dr. Funke, her eyes filled with curiosity

their conversation at the doorstep but couldn't believe

your well-being is now my responsibility. Your niece might not know how to care for you, but leave it

hear that, Auntie? No more frequent trips to the hospital for you!" Thalassa, supporting Astrid's shoulders,

feared her aunt would end up alone in her old age, but now, she had found