Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Rachel blinked, "Of course it was Mr.Guzman who asked me to get up."

Trevor nodded eagerly.

"Yes, it really was me."

"You…" the boxer frowned in disbelief and looked like he wanted to ask more questions, but Rachel didn’t give him the chance.

"Mr.Sullivan said that I am free to leave as long as Mr.Guzman forgives me, right?"

"Of course I forgive you! You may go now," Trevor said hastily, before the boxer could respond.

If he could, he would have jumped out of bed and open the door for Rachel himself.If he had known how ruthless Rachel was, he would have never provoked her wrath from the very beginning.

Her angelic beauty had thrown him off, though.

He now regretted ever crossing her.

"Alright then.Mr.Guzman, take good care of yourself.I hope we never see each other again," Rachel said indifferently as she walked towards the door.

Seeing that the boxers didn’t move to stop her, she left the room under the curious gazes of the doctors and nurses.

After she had put some distance between her and her former captors, she furrowed her eyebrows tightly and took three deep breaths.

She looked around her to make sure no one was coming after her and then, she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.

A nurse passed by and when she saw Rachel sitting on the ground, she stopped and asked kindly, "Miss, are you okay? Do you need help?"

Rachel opened her eyes and looked up at the nurse.

"Can I borrow your phone, please? I need to make a call," she asked in a low voice.

Once she was safely back home.

Rachel sat on the sofa with a warm towel thrown over her knees.

She looked at the maid standing in the corner of the room, waiting for further instructions, her eyes downcast.

"Do you need me to change your hot towel, Miss Bennet?"

The maid raised her eyes and looked at Rachel timidly as she asked the question.

"No, thanks."

Rachel threw the hot towel into a basin besides her feet.

are all the

that you wouldn’t come back, and that since Mr.and Mrs.Jenkins weren’t here either, those that stayed here would

didn’t you

head against the back of the sofa.She felt exhausted, which was not surprising, considering she had barely slept these past three

was really hard to get some rest while being kept prisoner, forced

had thought that she could finally rest when she returned home, but it wasn’t going

the servants were gone and she had to do something about

maid left in the

not bold enough to steal some valuables as they

packed their own

and said, "I’m a little clumsy.Mrs.Jenkins and Miss Jenkins never really liked me.Even if I followed the other servants to work for them, I am pretty sure

her head quickly, as though she had

you? As you said, you are clumsy.Why should I let

looked up in fear and then she quickly

feet, she squeaked, "I’m- I’m

Rachel didn’t have

such a short time.You may stay,"

finished her sentence and Andy came in carrying a bag

nurse’s phone back in the hospital, she had called Andy

long.She was in so

the hospital

at

Rachel told the maid, trying to

and started walking towards

something occurred

asked, stopping the maid in

looking even more nervous

Abby breathed a sigh

Andy opened the bag and started laying its contents on

the pain.This is an ointment that prevents the wound from getting inflamed.And this one can help with bruises, making them heal quicker, you

lying on the sofa with her

"Okay."

in the hospital? Your knees are full of bruises

her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and Andy’s voice sounded as if in the distance.She blinked and cleared her

a while," she said in a hoarse voice, He moved his lips, wanting to say more, but seeing that Rachel was already half

to the kitchen to find Abby and ask her to make sure

was shaken awake by Abby a few

to help Rachel to her bedroom so she wouldn’t catch a cold sleeping on

happy that her sleep was disturbed, but when she saw the concern in Abby’s eyes, her heart

couldn’t stay mad at the girl for keeping an eye on her, especially when she

went to her bedroom.She didn’t open her eyes until eight