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

back, and that since Mr.and Mrs.Jenkins weren’t here either, those that stayed here would have a hard time.So, they followed Viola’s lead and left to

didn’t you go with

against the back of the sofa.She felt exhausted, which was not surprising,

while being kept prisoner, forced to kneel on the

when she returned home, but

the servants were gone and she had to do something

maid left

rest of the staff were not bold enough to steal some

had just packed their own things

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

quickly, as though she

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

and then she quickly lowered her

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

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

in such a short time.You may stay," she

sentence and Andy came in carrying a bag with

Rachel had borrowed that nurse’s phone back in the hospital, she had called Andy to come pick her

too long.She was in

hospital and

car and he dropped her off at

your work," Rachel told the maid, trying to

walking towards the kitchen

something occurred to

she asked, stopping

the maid answered, looking even more

nothing else, so Abby breathed a sigh

bag and started laying its contents on the table

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

still lying on the

"Okay."

been? What were you doing in the hospital? Your knees are full of bruises and you look on the verge

getting heavier and heavier, and Andy’s voice

said in a hoarse voice, He moved his lips, wanting to say more, but seeing that Rachel was already half asleep, he stayed

left the room and went to the kitchen to find Abby and ask

shaken awake by Abby

Rachel to her bedroom so she wouldn’t

sleep was disturbed, but when

keeping an eye on

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