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.

gagged at his words. How could he manage a fake laugh while

to think, someone called me a quack doctor yesterday," Lydia said

I'll sort him out for you!" Ethan declared, refusing to admit that under the intense pain he had disparaged

willing to deal with yourself, I might just spend an extra half minute

he leaned in closer, "You scolding me means I'm not completely hopeless in your

"I'm warning you, Ethan, cut out the sleaziness or I'll make sure you regret

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

making comments-to him being a fet downright sleaze. From their very first encounter, he had crossed a line with her. This man

sincere apology, Lydia finally released his hand, saying irritably, "Your heart's fine, and so are