The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"What? Hertha dumped you?" Ethan exclaimed, feeling Alaric's forehead again.

"Whoa, you're burning up. That's one nasty fever." Alaric swatted Ethan's hand away with force, visibly annoyed.

"I'm lying here dying, and you're still in the mood to make fun of me?"

"I'm not making fun of you, man. I'm worried about you," Ethan said, struggling to keep a straight face.

Alaric gave him a sidelong glance. "Since when are you so kind-hearted?"

"You're doing me dirty, man," Ethan protested. Then, leaning closer to Alaric, he whispered, "Bet you never saw this coming. You, the heartbreaker, getting your heart shattered. Well, what goes around comes around, huh?"

Ethan couldn't help but laugh, his chest heaving with each chuckle. Only a true friend could joke about something like this.

"You wouldn't understand love if it hit you in the face," Alaric muttered, turning his head away.

up, you're

if you can't help me," Alaric grumbled, pulling the blanket over

door

a sadness that wasn't there before. "She made it clear yesterday that she won't stop me from seeing the kids. If I bother her now, she might not

was about to crack another joke but stopped short at the

Ethan asked,

his

off the memory of their last meeting, Hertha's irritated and disdainful voice echoing

that his connection to Georgia was a deal-breaker for Hertha.net further would

time, Alaric

this state, Ethan decided to drop the subject. "Alright then, get up. Let's

child, "I don't wanna. I don't want to