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

moment was shattered by

was both

bit longer, and wouldn't have bumped into David and Rosalind as they were leaving. That encounter had set him and Lydia back to square one. With that thought, Ethan blamed

worry, you still

pro at this game, a champ in the

spark for a man, if the guy kept at it,

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

Lydia tomorrow morning, will ya? Walk her

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

just for the sake of it? Walking her to work is even better. It's perfect for

an epiphany. "Got it, I know what

day, Lydia was up

got to the clinic before eight, leaving