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

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

you

the sofa.She felt exhausted, which was not surprising, considering she

being kept prisoner, forced to

that she could finally rest when she returned home, but

she had to do something about

one maid left

rest of the staff were not bold enough to steal some

just packed their

clumsy.Mrs.Jenkins and Miss Jenkins never really liked me.Even if I followed the other servants to work for them, I am

lowered her head quickly, as though she

should I let you stay, if you are not fit for the job?" Rachel asked, her eyebrows

fear and then she quickly lowered

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

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

in such a short

opened right after she had finished her sentence and Andy came in carrying a bag with

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

for too long.She was in so much

the hospital and saw

at the house before he went out again to buy

work," Rachel told the maid, trying to stifle

walking towards the kitchen to prepare

something occurred

she asked, stopping the maid in her

the maid answered, looking even more nervous

so Abby breathed a sigh of relief and left

bag and started laying its contents on the table one

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

lying on the sofa with her eyes

"Okay."

are full of bruises and you look on

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

voice, He moved his lips, wanting to say more, but seeing that Rachel was already half asleep, he

went to the kitchen to find Abby and ask

by Abby a few

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

but when she saw the concern in Abby’s eyes, her heart

stay mad at the girl for keeping an eye on her, especially when she saw

her bedroom.She didn’t open her eyes until eight o’clock in the next