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

away 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 have

didn’t you

against the back of the sofa.She felt exhausted, which was not surprising, considering she had barely

get some rest while being kept prisoner, forced to kneel

when

she had to do something

one maid left in the

were not bold enough to steal some

just packed their own things and

if I followed the other servants to work for them, I am pretty sure they would turn me

maid lowered her head quickly, as though she had

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

up in fear and then she quickly

she squeaked, "I’m- I’m

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

in such a short time.You

opened right after she had finished her sentence and

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

for too long.She was in so much pain afterwards

Andy arrived at the hospital and saw her, he was

and he dropped her off at the

to your work," Rachel told the maid, trying to

nodded and started walking

occurred to

asked, stopping the

answered, looking even more nervous than

breathed a sigh of relief and left the room

the bag and started laying its

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

still lying on the sofa with her eyes half

"Okay."

of bruises and you look on

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

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

the room and went to the kitchen to find Abby and ask her to make sure Rachel take

shaken awake by Abby a

bedroom so she wouldn’t catch a cold sleeping on the

sleep was disturbed, but when she saw the concern

girl for keeping an eye on her,

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