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

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 lead and left to work for Mrs.Jenkins," the maid

didn’t you

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

really hard to get some rest while being kept prisoner,

thought that she could finally rest when

gone and she had to do something about

one maid left in

rest of the staff were not bold enough to steal some

just packed their

really liked me.Even if I followed the other

quickly, as though she

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

girl looked up in fear and then she

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

didn’t have the

such a short time.You may stay," she

finished her sentence and Andy

borrowed that nurse’s phone back in the hospital,

was in so

hospital and

the car and he dropped her off at the house before he went

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

nodded and started walking towards

something occurred to

asked, stopping

answered, looking even more

nodded and said nothing else, so Abby breathed a sigh

opened the bag and started laying its contents

spray that will 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

still lying on the sofa with her eyes

"Okay."

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

voice sounded as if in the distance.She blinked and

hoarse voice, He moved his lips, wanting to say more, but seeing

room and went to the kitchen to find

awake by Abby a few

her bedroom so she wouldn’t catch a cold sleeping

disturbed, but when she saw

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

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