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

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 explained, her voice getting lower with

didn’t you go

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

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

rest when she returned home, but it

she had to do

left

the staff were not bold enough to steal

their own things

said, "I’m a little clumsy.Mrs.Jenkins and Miss Jenkins never really liked me.Even if I followed

her head quickly, as though she had

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

fear and then

her feet, she squeaked,

Rachel didn’t have

in such

had finished her sentence and Andy came in carrying

phone back in the

on her knees for too long.She was in so much

the hospital

dropped her off at

return to your work," Rachel told the maid, trying to stifle a

and started walking towards the

something occurred

your name?" she asked, stopping the

looking even more

Abby breathed a sigh of relief and left the room in

opened the bag and started laying its contents on the

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 won’t

on the

"Okay."

Your knees are full of bruises and you look on the

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

need to rest for a while," she said in a hoarse voice, He moved his lips,

find Abby and

shaken awake by Abby a few hours

to help Rachel to her bedroom so she

sleep was disturbed, but when

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

to her bedroom.She didn’t open her eyes until