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

by those men.They- they said 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 go

leaned her head against the back of the sofa.She felt exhausted, which

was really hard to get some rest while being kept prisoner, forced to kneel on the ground the

finally rest when she

and she had to do something

one maid left in

bold enough to steal some

just packed their own things

and Miss Jenkins never really liked me.Even if I followed

lowered her head quickly, as

you know that I would keep you? As you said, you are clumsy.Why should I

in fear and then she quickly

her feet, she squeaked, "I’m- I’m sorry,

was so timid that Rachel didn’t have the heart to tease her any

another servant in such

right after she had finished her sentence and

nurse’s phone back in the hospital, she

knees for too long.She was in so much pain

the hospital and saw her, he was

car and he dropped her off at the house before

Rachel told

girl nodded and started walking towards the kitchen to prepare

something occurred to

she asked, stopping the maid

Blake," the maid answered, looking even more

else, so Abby breathed a sigh of

bag and started laying its

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

on the sofa with her

"Okay."

the hospital? Your knees are full of bruises and you look on the verge of collapsing.What happened to you in those

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

she said in a hoarse voice, He moved his lips, wanting

room and went to the kitchen to find Abby and ask

was shaken awake by Abby

help Rachel to her bedroom so

was disturbed, but when she saw the

the girl for keeping an eye on her, especially when she saw how nervous Abby

and went to her bedroom.She didn’t