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 the

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

you

of the sofa.She felt exhausted, which

hard to get some rest while being kept

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

and she had to

one maid left

the staff were not bold

just packed their own things

never really liked me.Even if I followed the other servants to work

lowered her head quickly, as though

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

looked up in fear and then she quickly lowered her

she squeaked, "I’m- I’m sorry, Miss

didn’t have the

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

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

that nurse’s phone back in the hospital, she had called Andy to come pick

too long.She was in so much pain afterwards

Andy arrived at the hospital and saw her,

her off at the house before he went

Rachel told the

started walking towards the kitchen to

something occurred

asked, stopping

answered, looking even more nervous

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

laying its contents on

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 won’t get

the sofa with

"Okay."

hospital? Your knees are full of bruises and you look on the verge of collapsing.What happened to you

voice sounded as if

in a hoarse voice, He moved his lips, wanting

the kitchen to find Abby and

awake by Abby a few

to her bedroom so

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

couldn’t stay mad at the girl for keeping an eye on her, especially when she

her bedroom.She didn’t open her eyes until eight o’clock in the next