The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Ethan was just about to spill the beans to Alaric about the whole story when the sound of footsteps approached. Lydia walked in, "What are you two whispering about?"

The mere sight of Lydia's shadow was enough to scare Ethan into silence. He immediately zipped his lips, not daring to utter another word.

Desperately, he used his eyes to signal Alaric to smooth things over, or else he'd be in trouble again.

Alaric, clueless about Ethan's desperate signaling, asked in confusion, "Ethan, what's with your eyes? Are you having a spasm or something?"

Ethan: "......

Thanks a lot, buddy, your eyes are the ones having a spasm!

He gave Alaric a look of utter despair, and upon noticing Lydia making her entrance, he immediately shrank into a corner, turned his head away, and pretended he hadn't said a thing.

Oblivious to the backstory, Alaric, genuinely concerned about his friend's condition, saw Lydia come in and curiously asked, "Dr. Lydia, what happened to my buddy here? How did he get these injuries?" "Ahem, he got into a bit of a scrap," Lydia coughed lightly, answering Alaric's question.

"What, someone actually did this to him!" Alaric was instinctively shocked, blurting out this question before suddenly realizing something and tentatively asking, "It wasn't you who did this, was it?" Just before, Ethan had mentioned his injuries were somehow related to Lydia, and Alaric hadn't thought much of it, assuming Lydia was just somehow involved.

a wedding, Lydia single-handedly held

just how formidable Lydia

in mind, Alaric knew he had asked a

answer was

blunt question, Ethan instantly shot him

quite frankly, "Yes, I did it. Once you're better, you might want to keep your friend in check. Tell him not to

gave Alaric a piece of

asked, "Who

and turning back to Lydia, "He's

insolence. Now, with Alaric running his mouth, if Lydia was reminded of Ethan's inappropriate grab, who knows if she'd lose her temper

already aching; he couldn't take another

at Ethan, hands in her lab coat pockets, and

off, pulling the thermometer from under his arm

glanced at it, shocked, and looked back at Alaric, "103 degrees Fahrenheit, and you're still in the mood