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.

all

taken 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 a hard time.So, they followed Viola’s

didn’t you go

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

some rest while being kept prisoner, forced to kneel on the ground the whole

finally rest when she returned

were gone and she

one maid left

of the staff were not bold enough to steal

just packed their own things and

I followed the other servants to work for them, I

head quickly, as though she

I would keep you? As you said, you are clumsy.Why should I let you stay, if you are not fit for

and then she

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

timid that Rachel didn’t

another servant in such a short time.You

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

back in the hospital, she had

had been on her knees for too long.She was

Andy arrived at the hospital

and he dropped her off at the house before he went

work," Rachel told the maid, trying to

started walking towards the kitchen

something occurred

she asked, stopping

answered, looking even more nervous

breathed a

bag and started laying its contents

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 know.This pill here is an antibiotic,

still lying on the sofa

"Okay."

Bennet, where have you been? What were you doing in the hospital? Your knees are full of bruises and you look on the verge of collapsing.What happened to you in those past

her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and Andy’s voice sounded as

He moved his lips, wanting to say more, but seeing that

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

was shaken awake by Abby

bedroom so she wouldn’t catch a cold sleeping

was disturbed, but when she saw

couldn’t stay mad at the girl for keeping an eye on her, especially when she saw how

and went to her bedroom.She didn’t open her