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

either, those that stayed here would

didn’t you

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

hard to get some rest while being kept

when she returned home, but

the servants were gone and she had to

left in the

were not bold enough to steal

had just packed their own things and

really liked me.Even if I followed the other servants to work for them, I am pretty sure they

head quickly,

are clumsy.Why should I let you stay, if you are

girl looked up in fear and then she quickly lowered her

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

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

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

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

nurse’s phone back in the

long.She was in so much pain afterwards

the hospital

her off at the house

told the maid, trying to stifle a

walking

occurred to

she asked, stopping the maid

Blake," the maid answered, looking even

said nothing else, so Abby breathed a sigh of relief and left the room in a

bag and started laying its

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 with her eyes half

"Okay."

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

and Andy’s voice sounded

I need to rest for a while," she said in a hoarse voice, He moved his lips, wanting to say more, but seeing that Rachel was already half asleep,

and went to the kitchen to find Abby and ask

shaken awake by

her bedroom so she

when she saw the concern in Abby’s eyes, her

girl for keeping an eye on her, especially when she saw

her bedroom.She didn’t