The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Ethan was seriously ticked off, not in the mood for wordplay. "I don't give a damn how I phrase it! All I'm saying is, your advice sucks, man. It's not practical at all!" "All I wanna know is, did you guys go grab a bite or not?" Alaric was unfazed by Ethan's bad mood.

After all, he and Hertha had cleared up their misunderstandings, tied the knot, and were blissfully together now.

He was on cloud nine every day, nothing and no one could dampen his spirits.

"We did, but she was still all guarded around me, didn't even crack a smile," Ethan lamented.

"Did you guys hit up the Rose Garden booth?" Alaric probed further.

"Yeah!" Ethan couldn't deny it.

"And was there a moment, just a moment, when you locked eyes and felt the temperature in the room go up?" Alaric pressed on.

Ethan fell silent, replaying the scene in his head.

locked eyes, the air

shattered by

Ethan was both thrilled

a bit longer, and wouldn't have bumped into David and Rosalind as they were leaving. That encounter had set him and Lydia back

nothing to say? That means there's hope, buddy. Don't worry, you still have

game, a champ

had felt a spark for a man, if the guy kept at

by Alaric's words, Ethan's frown finally eased. "I'll

will ya? Walk her

throw from the clinic. It's just a few minutes' walk," Ethan felt it was

sake of it? Walking her to work is even better. It's perfect for chatting. How do you not get

it, I know what

day, Lydia

clinic before eight, leaving her