The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"Oh man, Lydia might have gotten the wrong idea. This could be a huge misunderstanding," Ethan muttered to himself, feeling the weight of the situation.

He quickly called out to the room, "Alaric, man, you're sick, and I was just trying to help by getting a doctor. And now you're giving me grief?"

It was his roundabout way of clearing the air, stressing that Alaric's illness wasn't his doing.

"Ethan, come on, dude. I bust my butt every day for you, and you hit me with this cold talk. Have you got no heart for me anymore? Cough, cough..." Alaric, delirious from the fever, starving and miserable, had been lying in bed waiting for Ethan to come back for what felt like forever.

His feelings of neglect were mounting.

After years of being tight as brothers, Ethan wouldn't just leave him in the lurch, would he?

Thinking about their long-standing friendship only made him feel worse.

Alaric's heart was a wasteland of disappointment.

couldn't help but get a

felt a wave of embarrassment. Alaric's accusations were getting more outrageous by the

he stepped aside to let

him, she shot him a look

anything, just walked straight into the

Great, first branded a

Alaric's bedside, asking, "What's

moment Alaric opened his eyes and saw Lydia, he was shocked. "Lydia!

with you?" Lydia wasn't

my stomach's growling but I can't eat..." After a day and a night of fever, Alaric felt

like he had seen a lifeline and was

a thermometer out of her medical bag and handed it to him, "Check

Ethan walked in. He said to Lydia, "He's just been fighting with Hertha, and then he fell sick. Sounds like lovesickness to me. A Cr needing heart

quarrel with a girl, not from anything Ethan had done. He was

a disdainful glance, "I'm talking to