The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 1886

Poor Ethan, injured and still stuck with driving duty. His eyes ached, his back ached, his stomach ached - heck, his whole body ached. But with a tough woman like Lydia riding shotgun, complaining was the last thing he dared to do.

Ethan glanced over at Lydia as he drove. She was staring straight ahead, seemingly oblivious to his gaze. Yet, after he sneaked a few looks, Lydia suddenly spoke, "Keep your eyes on the road, or else why would I need your hands intact?"

She didn't even glance his way as she spoke, her focus remaining fixed ahead, yet she knew precisely when Ethan had been stealing looks. Hearing her, Ethan instantly straightened up, gripping the steering wheel tightly, not daring to let his eyes wander again. Just the mere content of Lydia's words was enough to scare him stiff. Was she implying the only reason she hadn't harmed him was to keep him as her personal chauffeur?

Ethan bit back his anger, choosing to quietly and obediently continue driving. The rest of the journey passed in silence, without even a glance exchanged between them. Eventually, they pulled up in the Gulfstream Community.

Ethan got out first, respectfully opening the passenger side door for Lydia. "Please, after you, Miss Lydia."

Lydia gave him a look that screamed, "Cut the act, or I might just lose my patience." With that, she grabbed her medical kit and stepped out.

Ethan's sycophantic smile froze, and as he watched Lydia's retreating figure, he couldn't help but grind his teeth internally, cursing her, "Stuck-up woman, acting all high and mighty. One of these days, I'll make you bow down to me! Can't do right by you, and you throw a fit if I don't, what's your deal?"

Just as he was stewing in his thoughts, Lydia suddenly stopped and turned, her eyes narrowing, "What did you say?"

Ethan's inner rant came to an abrupt halt, his facade of obedience snapping back into place, "You heard wrong, I didn't say anything."