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

you wouldn’t come back, and that since Mr.and Mrs.Jenkins weren’t here either, those that

didn’t you go

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

being kept prisoner, forced to kneel on

thought that she could finally rest when she returned home, but it wasn’t going

and she

left in

of the staff were not bold enough to steal some

just packed their

me.Even if I followed the other servants to work for

head quickly, as though she had

how did you know that I would keep you? As you said, you are clumsy.Why should I let

in fear and then she quickly

squeaked, "I’m- I’m sorry, Miss

didn’t have the heart to tease

another servant in such a short time.You may stay," she

her sentence and Andy

Rachel had borrowed that nurse’s phone back in the hospital, she had called

for too long.She was in so much pain afterwards that she could barely

at the hospital and saw her, he was

at the house before he went

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

nodded and started walking towards the kitchen to

something occurred to

your name?" she asked, stopping

answered, looking even more

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

laying

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

lying on the sofa

"Okay."

you been? What were you doing in the hospital? Your knees are full of bruises

her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and Andy’s voice sounded as if in the distance.She blinked and cleared her

while," she said in a hoarse voice, He moved his lips,

and went to the kitchen to find Abby and ask her

awake by Abby

bedroom so

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

an eye on her, especially when she saw how nervous Abby

got up and went to her bedroom.She didn’t open her