The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

He took a sip, and his face twisted in distaste. "Ugh, that's bitter! I can't drink this, take it away!"

Alaric shivered from the bitterness.

In his entire life, he had never tasted medicine this bitter.

This bitterness was not something ordinary people could endure.

Alaric pushed the medicine back into Ethan's hands, turning his head away, not wanting to give it another glance.

Ethan, looking troubled, said, "If you don't take your medicine, how are you going to get better?"

Lydia, with her arms crossed, looked at Alaric lying in bed and said, "I only gave you acupuncture to temporarily suppress your symptoms. To truly get better, you need to take your medicine."

"I'd rather keep getting acupuncture than drink this," Alaric complained.

"This medicine might be bitter, but it works fast. With your fever so high, if you want to avoid damaging your liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys, taking herbal medicine is the best choice," Lydia reasoned with Alaric.

spleen, stomach, and kidneys..." Better than a broken heart, he thought to himself, not voicing it out loud. He sneaked a glance at

stepped forward, snatching the

Hertha's demeanor, Ethan knew he was outmatched and

the bed, her presence commanding, as she said to Alaric, "Come here and

like an

medicine, giving Hertha a pitiful look. "Do

here!"

might have been able to outright refuse Ethan, but

was

the edge

commanded, her

upset Hertha, Alaric obediently opened his

bag of herbal concoction, aimed it at Alaric's

and quickly closed his mouth, looking around for a trash

an imposing tone, said, "Don't you