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.

could he manage a fake laugh

called me a quack doctor yesterday,"

jerk is, I'll sort him out for you!" Ethan declared, refusing to admit that under the intense pain he had disparaged Lydia just the day before, now puffing up in

extra half minute on your case," Lydia shot back,

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

"I'm warning you, Ethan, cut out

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

very first encounter,

life in her hands. He yelped in pain, "I'm 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. You don't need to see a doctor." "But my whole body hurts," Ethan complained, clutching his