The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

He took a sip, and his face twisted in distaste. "Ugh, that's bitter! I can't drink this, take it away!"

Alaric shivered from the bitterness.

In his entire life, he had never tasted medicine this bitter.

This bitterness was not something ordinary people could endure.

Alaric pushed the medicine back into Ethan's hands, turning his head away, not wanting to give it another glance.

Ethan, looking troubled, said, "If you don't take your medicine, how are you going to get better?"

Lydia, with her arms crossed, looked at Alaric lying in bed and said, "I only gave you acupuncture to temporarily suppress your symptoms. To truly get better, you need to take your medicine."

"I'd rather keep getting acupuncture than drink this," Alaric complained.

"This medicine might be bitter, but it works fast. With your fever so high, if you want to avoid damaging your liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys, taking herbal medicine is the best choice," Lydia reasoned with Alaric.

"I'd rather damage my liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys..." Better than a broken heart, he thought to himself, not voicing it out loud. He sneaked a glance at Hertha standing nearby.

"Give me that medicine," Hertha suddenly stepped forward, snatching the herbal concoction from Ethan's hands.

Seeing Hertha's demeanor, Ethan knew he was outmatched and quickly stepped aside.

Hertha stood by the bed, her presence commanding, as she said to Alaric, "Come here and take your medicine!"

Her tone was very much like an adult lecturing a child.

Alaric still didn't want to take the medicine, giving Hertha a pitiful look. "Do I have to?"

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Alaric might have been able to outright refuse Ethan, but he couldn't say no to Hertha.

In front of Hertha, he was as meek as a lamb.

Slowly, he shuffled to the edge of the bed.

"Open up!" Hertha commanded, her tone firm.

Not wanting to upset Hertha, Alaric obediently opened his mouth.

Hertha, holding the bag of herbal concoction, aimed it at Alaric's mouth and squeezed.

"Ugh..." Alaric tasted the bitterness and quickly closed his mouth, looking around for a trash can to spit it out.

Hertha, with an imposing tone, said, "Don't you dare spit it out!"

With that, Alaric immediately closed his mouth, not daring to spit.

"Swallow it!" Hertha stood in front of him, ordering.

Alaric

up at her, eyes filled

with a plea, indicating he really didn't O swallow this extraordinarily bitter medicine.

want

Hertha glared at him. "Swallow! Now!"

Reluctantly, Alaric swallowed the medicine, and only when Hertha saw his Adam's apple move did she feel satisfied.

After he swallowed all the medicine in his mouth, Hertha commanded again, "Open your mouth!"

Seeing her aggressive stance, Alaric

wanted to back down, not wanting

to go through it again. And with Hertha pouring a large amount into his mouth at once, it was almost unbearable.

But seeing Hertha's firm stance, he couldn't refuse.

Once again, he opened his mouth, and Hertha, in a bold move, poured most of the bag directly into his mouth, quickly saying, "Swallow it, swallow it all at once, and you won't feel the bitterness as much