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

here either, those that stayed

you

which was not surprising, considering she

was really hard to get some rest while being kept prisoner, forced to kneel on the ground

she could finally rest when

she had to do something

left in

were not bold

packed their own things and

a little clumsy.Mrs.Jenkins and Miss Jenkins never really liked me.Even if I followed the other servants to work for them, I am pretty sure they would turn me away." Rachel smiled

head quickly, as though she

clumsy.Why should I let you stay,

fear and then she

she squeaked, "I’m- I’m

that Rachel didn’t have the heart to

it.I can’t find another servant in such a short time.You may stay,"

her sentence and Andy came in carrying a bag with

phone back in the

on her knees for too long.She was in so much pain afterwards that she

at the hospital and saw her,

off at the house

your work," Rachel told the maid, trying

walking towards the kitchen to

something occurred to

asked, stopping the maid in

looking even more nervous than

so Abby breathed a

the bag and started laying its contents

wound from getting inflamed.And this one can help with bruises, making them heal quicker, you know.This pill

on the sofa with

"Okay."

where have you been? What were you doing in the hospital? Your knees are full of bruises and you look on the

and Andy’s voice sounded as

said in a hoarse voice, He moved his lips, wanting to say more,

to find Abby and ask

was shaken awake by

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

was disturbed, but when she saw the concern in Abby’s

mad at the girl for keeping an eye on her, especially

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