Frank composed himself and applied more essence on his palm as he slowly and gently massaged it over Noel's back.

"Ah..." She frowned and gasped—the bruise on her back was larger than the rest, and Frank had accidentally touched a part that hurt.

"Bear with it. It'll be over soon," Frank said, directing liquid vigor to his fingers to clear the bruises. In seconds, Noel gave in and moaned in a way that would lead thoughts astray.

All her pain was gone, replaced by a gentle warmth that comforted her exceedingly.

"Darling, I have a favor to ask..."

A familiar voice could suddenly be heard from the door, and none other than Vicky Turnbull herself strode in.

Frank and Noel both looked up at the same time, while Vicky trailed off.

the trio, before the air around Vicky seemed to flare. She glared at

and a woman being alone in a room—the woman only had her underwear on as she lifted her shirt, while the man was

else could

said. "Noel had some bruises over her skin, so I'm

seeing this. "Treating her? What treatment is this?" Vicky scowled as she studied both of them head to toe, jealousy showing on her face. "A naked treatment up close and personal? And look at you,

case—his hands were placed

his hands while he groaned under his breath. He thought he was doing something bright and honest for the sake of Noel's endorsement and sharing the workload Vicky and Helen had, only for Vicky's interrogation

suddenly smiling

asked, not arguing about being called

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