Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 139 by Adolf Dunne

“What are you doing standing there? Hand me the hammer.” His cold voice pulled her back from her moment of shock.

“You…” Rachel blinked once more. She looked into Victor’s eyes and asked, “You want to build the crib?” Victor didn’t even make an effort to answer her question. Instead, he said, “Rachel, before you give birth to the baby, you have to stay healthy. After that, I don’t care if you want to be a cripple. That’s your business.”

His words caught Rachel off guard. She didn’t even know what to say to that man anymore. The slight warmth she had felt when she saw him take the initiative to build the crib vanished to nothingness. To him, she was just an object. One that was bearing his child. She shouldn’t have held any hope for the scum. Nor should she have ever considered him to be human.

He stretched out his hand, and reminded her icily, “Hammer.” With the corners of her mouth forced into a smile, Rachel suppressed every single complaint she wanted to throw at him and obediently took out the hammer from the toolbox before handing it to him. 1 Then he started working on the crib, and from time to time, Victor would ask her to hand him the tools he needed. “Spanner.” Rachel handed it to him. “Three large-size nails.”

Rachel picked three nails from the box and gave them to him. Looking at the nails, Victor frowned and said, “I said large size, not the medium ones.” Rachel was confused. She glanced at the three nails and then at him. “They are the largest ones here.” Victor stared at her saying nothing. Rachel curled her lips, not afraid of his chilling eyes. “If you don’t believe me, then come and see for yourself. You think I would lie about nails?”

“See? I told you they are…” Before she could finish her words, he held three nails in his hands, clearly larger than the ones she found. Looking at her choked expression, the urge to kiss her began to stir again. He quickly looked

face he strode back to the crib. ‘Huh?” Rachel was stunned for the millionth time that day. Did he just imply that she was stupid? That she had a low IQ not fit for his child? Rachel gritted her teeth. She had searched the toolbox carefully but hadn’t seen

talent to be seen since the establishment of the Red Hackers. And now her IQ was being questioned? Rachel’s competitiveness couldn’t allow it. She lowered her

small smile appeared on his face. Even he didn’t realize how childish the prank was. After searching for a long time, Rachel still couldn’t find even one large nail.

of the pregnancy? Soon, the crib was almost done, leaving only the last small plank to be attached. Looking at the baby crib already in shape, Rachel couldn’t help but smile proudly. The finished product was cuter and more beautiful than how it looked in the pictures. Looking at the last

and asked, “Do you want to give it a try?” Rachel didn’t answer. But when she looked at him, the expression in her eyes told him that she did. “You can have a try if you want, but be careful with your wrist,” said

nail with her right hand and the hammer in her left hand. Her strength was just right, and she hit the nail in the right place. Standing aside, Victor’s eyes were fixed on her. Before long, she finished putting the last plank. Although she hadn’t done most of the work

was slightly distracted. “All right.” Rachel put the hammer back in the box as she returned the other tools as well. Only then did he notice that she had been using her left hand the whole time. He asked,

right wrist was injured, she had subconsciously used her left

recovery. But I didn’t train it for long. I can only do simple things with my left hand, but not the harder one like writing.” Squinting his eyes, Victor obviously doubted her words. “Your right hand was injured before? Why