The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

In the clinic, the seniors were all gently nudging Lydia to accept the flowers. Ethan was so touched he was almost in tears. It was these lovely folks, always unconditionally on his side, speaking up for him. Under the collective persuasion of the elderly, Lydia felt cornered. Rejecting the roses would be like breaking the hearts of everyone present. She just couldn't bring herself to let them down.

Lydia was raised by her grandparents, sharing a special bond with them. Her grandmother also suffered from a chronic illness, so Lydia had always held a soft spot for the elderly. Now, with all these grandfathers and grandmothers persuading her to accept Ethan's roses, turning them down would seem like rejecting the kindness of all these sweet old folks.

With no way out, Lydia snatched the bouquet from Ethan, forcing a chilly smile, and said, "Mr. Ethan, we appreciate the love you've shown to the clinic. Rest assured, these roses will be placed in the lobby for all our patients to enjoy. Thank you for your contribution." Though she accepted the flowers, it was on behalf of the clinic, not personally.

Ethan wasn't upset; in fact, he was thrilled. As long as she accepted them, no matter on whose behalf, he was happy. Ethan didn't leave; instead, he found a chair and sat down. Lydia put the roses aside and continued her consultation with Emily, noticing from the corner of her eye that Ethan hadn't left. What was he up to? But she was in the middle of a consultation and didn't want to be distracted by a man.

She focused on Emily, advising her on what to watch out for health-wise and telling her medication wasn't necessary this time. Emily thanked Lydia warmly. As she left, she whispered to Ethan, "Keep it up, young man. We're rooting for you."

Ethan smiled back at Emily, whispering, "Kwill, don't worry." After watching Emily leave, Ethan's view was suddenly blocked. He looked up to see Lydia standing beside him. His heart skipped a beat, and he stood up, excitedly saying, "You were looking for me."

He couldn't believe she had approached him first. Lydia, looking rather stern, said, "Why are you still here? What are you doing?"

Ethan's spirits dampened, realizing

she wasn't there to see him but to send him away. But Ethan wouldn't just leave. He said, "I'm waiting in line."

"For what?" Lydia frowned.

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"To see a doctor. You said it yourself, I'm a patient here," Ethan replied matter-of-factly.

Lydia remembered how he had

flaunted his physique in front of her

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the day before, and it gave her the creeps. With a tone of annoyance she said, "I can't treat your issue. Dr. Funke is available today; he's in his office. You should see him instead." Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.