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

"Ah..." She frowned and gasped—the bruise on her back was larger than the rest, and Frank hadaccidentally 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 herselfstrode in.

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

The staring lasted for a moment between the trio, before the air around Vicky seemed to flare. Sheglared at Frank and Noel hostilely as she snapped, "What are you doing?!"

Forget a man and a woman being alone in a room—the woman only had her underwear on as shelifted her shirt, while the man was rubbing all over her back.

What else could it be about?!

"Ahem... Just, calm down, Vicky," Frank quickly said. "Noel had some bruises over her skin, so I'mtreating her."

Even as he explained, he felt exceedingly guilty—even he would misunderstand 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, notletting her go even now!"

"Oh..." Frank realized that it was certainly the case—his hands were placed squarely on Noel's silkysmooth back!

He promptly lifted his hands while he groaned under his breath. He thought he was doingsomething bright and honest for the sake of Noel's endorsement and sharing the workload Vickyand Helen had, only for Vicky's interrogation to leave him with gnawing guilt as if he had reallymessed up.

"Ahem, darling..." Vicky was suddenly smiling as she walked up to Frank.

"W-What?" Frank asked, not arguing about being called darling for once.

"Oh, take a look at me! I'm burning up!" Vicky moaned, clasping a hand over her forehead andlooking utterly vulnerable.

"What? What's wrong?" Frank quickly put a palm on her head.

That was when Vicky sighed. "It's not just me... Helen's feeling sick too.”

Unable to tell what was wrong, Frank asked blankly, "What are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about?!" Vicky stood akimbo as she snapped exasperatedly and sarcastically,"Hah! Can't you see that we're both suffering from an unfaithful husband? The way I see it, youshould just change your name to Don Juan!"

"Don Juan?" Frank raised a brow, smiling exasperatedly.

Honestly, Vicky was unhinged as ever—what was she even talking about? He was just helping Noel,not womanizing!

"Ms. Turnbull, you're really misunderstanding here.” Noel leapt to Frank's defense, seeing that evenDon Juan was mentioned. "He's just testing the longevity essence that he'll be using at the farmresort.”

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