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

men.They- they said that you wouldn’t come back, and that since Mr.and Mrs.Jenkins weren’t here either, those

didn’t you

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

really hard to get some rest while being kept prisoner, forced to kneel

thought that she could finally rest when she returned home, but

and she had to

maid left in the

bold enough

packed their own

and said, "I’m a little clumsy.Mrs.Jenkins and Miss Jenkins never really liked me.Even if I followed the other servants to work for them, I

quickly,

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

fear and then she quickly lowered her head

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

girl was so timid that Rachel didn’t have the heart to tease her any

find another servant in such a short time.You

finished her sentence and

back in the hospital, she had called Andy to come pick her

had been on her knees for too long.She was in

the hospital and saw

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

your work," Rachel told the maid,

started walking towards the

occurred

asked, stopping the maid in her

looking even more

so Abby breathed a sigh of relief

bag and started laying its contents on 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, so your wounds

still lying on the sofa with her eyes half

"Okay."

full of bruises and you look on the verge of

voice sounded as if in the distance.She blinked and

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

the kitchen to find Abby and ask her to

was shaken awake by Abby a

so

wasn’t too happy that her sleep was disturbed, but when

eye

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