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.

and Noel both looked up at the same

air around Vicky seemed to flare. She glared at Frank and Noel hostilely as she snapped, "What

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

else could it be

"Noel had some bruises

felt exceedingly

head to toe, jealousy showing on her face. "A

was certainly the case—his hands were placed squarely on

bright and honest for the sake of Noel's endorsement and sharing the workload Vicky and Helen had, only for Vicky's interrogation to leave him with gnawing

suddenly smiling

arguing about being called darling for

burning up!" Vicky moaned, clasping a hand over her forehead and looking

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