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

didn’t you go

felt exhausted, which was not surprising, considering she had barely slept these past

being kept prisoner, forced to kneel on the ground the

when

gone and she had

left in the

the staff were not bold

packed their own things

a little clumsy.Mrs.Jenkins and Miss Jenkins never really liked me.Even if I followed the other servants to

maid lowered her head quickly, as though she

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

up in fear and then she quickly lowered her

her feet, she squeaked, "I’m-

didn’t have the heart to

can’t find another servant in such a

her sentence and Andy came in carrying a bag

nurse’s phone back in the

was

at the hospital and

her off at the house before he went out again

your work," Rachel told the maid, trying to

walking

occurred

your name?" she asked, stopping the

Blake," the maid answered, looking

a sigh

opened the bag and started laying its contents on the table

help with 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

"Okay."

full of bruises and you look on

Andy’s voice sounded as

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

kitchen to find Abby and ask her to make

was shaken awake by Abby a few

so she wouldn’t catch

wasn’t too happy that her sleep was disturbed, but when she saw the concern in Abby’s eyes, her

girl for keeping an eye on her,

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