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.

my liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys..." Better than a broken heart, he thought

forward, snatching

knew he was outmatched and

by the bed, her presence commanding, as she said to

was very much like an

to take the medicine, giving Hertha a pitiful look. "Do I have

come here!"

outright refuse Ethan, but

Hertha, he was as meek as a

to the edge

commanded, her tone

wanting to upset Hertha, Alaric obediently opened

the bag of herbal concoction, aimed it

the bitterness and quickly closed his mouth, looking around for

imposing tone, said, "Don't you dare spit it