The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Ethan's subtle movement didn't escape Lydia's notice.

With a piercing gaze, Lydia checked his pulse and said, "What's this, another case of cramps?"

"It's not cramps, I was just..." Ethan began to explain.

"And what would that be?" Lydia cut in.

Meeting Lydia's innocently clueless eyes, Ethan swallowed his words. She was a woman who had clearly never dabbled in romance, blissfully unaware of the subtleties of male-female interactions. Even the natural reactions of physical contact seemed foreign to her. Locking eyes with her genuine gaze, Ethan cracked a smile and said, "You're right, I've developed another 'cramping' issue. I'm counting on Dr. Lydia to take a closer look."

"A grown man and yet so full of issues," Lydia retorted, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

Ethan kept his smile, responding, "Yeah, how does a big guy like me end up with so many issues? Lucky for me, I found Dr. Lydia, the gentle, kind-hearted, and skilled physician."

Ugh.

manage a fake laugh while simultaneously buttering her up? He didn't believe his own words,

called me a quack doctor yesterday," Lydia said with

pain he had disparaged Lydia just the day before, now puffing up in a mock display of

willing to deal with yourself, I might just spend an extra half minute on your case," Lydia shot back,

grin widened as he leaned in closer, "You scolding me means I'm not completely

warning you, Ethan, cut out

'harassments'-whether it was seeking her acupuncture services, sending roses

fet downright sleaze. From their very first encounter, he

sorry, I'm sorry, please spare me this once, ma'am." Considering his sincere apology, Lydia finally released his hand, saying irritably, "Your heart's fine, and so are your organs.