The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

David caught sight of Lydia and Ethan, pausing mid-stride with a raised brow. "Dr. Lydia, what a coincidence! Mr. Ethan, taking Dr. Lydia out for dinner?"

Previously, Lydia had been Lysander's primary physician, often summoned by David to the Royal Estates for consultations. Over time, David and Lydia had grown quite acquainted due to these visits. And Ethan? Well, David knew him just as well, if not better, given their frequent run-ins around town.

Yet, the sight of these two together, seemingly without any common ground, dining out? That was unexpected.

Hearing David's comment, Lydia shot Ethan a look of disdain. She'd been practically dragged here by Ethan, and now, faced with an acquaintance, found herself at a loss for words.

Ethan, however, seemed unbothered, chuckling as he replied, "Yeah, Dr. Lydia's been helping me out with a nasty cut these past few days. I figured the least I could do was treat her to a meal as a thank you." Then, turning to David, he inquired, "Is Lysander around too?"

Where Lysander went, David was sure to follow, their camaraderie well-known. Spotting David here, Ethan couldn't help but wonder if Lysander might be nearby.

Lydia's gaze darted around, the possibility of Lysander's presence prompting a quick scan of the room. Respecting Lysander greatly, she'd definitely want to greet him if he were here.

his wife today. I'm

it was just David

Ethan said, "Alright then, we'll head on in for

he reached for Lydia's hand, leading her forward. Lydia, unaccustomed to such contact, instinctively

looked back

irritated, snapped, "I can walk on

who couldn't help but smile at her reaction. Her discomfort, rather than discouraging him,

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in the room was a vintage gazebo, housing a table set for two. Surrounding it, a charming little stream meandered through, its banks adorned with pebbles and flanked by vibrant roses in

water, complemented by the subtle fragrance of roses. It

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