Chapter 451

Fred's stomach was acting up again, so Noelle massaged him to ease his pain. But she couldn't get over her fear; if that man had splashed her instead, she'd be the one disfigured at the moment. The thought stuck in her throat like a bitter pill she couldn't swallow.

"Elle, why don't you take a break and let Quentin do it? He eats like a horse every day and doesn't even bother to help!" Fred grumbled, worried that Noelle might wear herself out.

Quentin was at a loss for words. "Why don't you take a break?" He walked over, attempting to mimic the way she massaged Fred.

Noelle didn't even spare him a glance. "You don't know how to."

Quentin felt a lump in his throat. "Teach me then!" He frowned and gave her a meaningful look.

Fred slowly drifted off to sleep. Noelle tucked him in and said apathetically, "I think you should learn it from a traditional medicine practitioner, Mr. Lowe. I'm afraid I don't have the time to teach you." It was almost daybreak; it was time she left for th