Captivation: Want Nothing But You

“Are you surprised to see me?” Roger moved closer to Rachel and eyed her. He pulled every strength he had to restrain his urge to pull Rachel into his arms.

Rachel looked past Roger and asked, “Are you the investor who’s interested in the Bennet Group’s welfare house project?”

Roger showed a gentle smile as he hung his coat on the coat rack standing on the nook of the private room. No words gushed from his lips, but his smile gave away his answer to Rachel’s query.

On other hand, Rachel was genuinely surprised. She didn’t expect that the investor would be Roger. Of all people, it had to be him! ?

“Don’t just stand there. Why don’t we take our seats first? What do you want to eat?” Roger asked thoughtfully. Just as though time had not passed, he was as gentle as before. 

“I ate something before heading here.” Rachel took a sip of the orange juice. She lifted her gaze from the beverage to Roger with mixed feelings. The harsh words she told him on the ship four years ago rose from their graves and rewound vivid scenes in her mind.She had just come back, and the thought about whether she would meet Roger in Apliaria had just crossed her mind. How coincident was it to bump into him in such a circumstance?

She remembered Clara mentioning to her that Roger stayed in the subsidiary company abroad and spent most of his time working there in the past four years. Rachel had thought maybe Roger hadn’t been back when she left Apliaria. 

“It was already late when I came back yesterday, not to mention I had a meeting this morning. I haven’t eaten anything yet, so I’m quite famished.” Roger’s gaze fell on Rachel, which sent her a different feeling. She reminisced how Victor would look at her aggressively. 

Meanwhile, here was Roger, looking at her gently and mildly. 

“If there’s something that whets your appetite, you can just eat with me.” 

As soon as Roger finished speaking, he handed Rachel the iPad containing the menu to let her order.

Rachel parted her lips and mumbled, “Okay.” 

kind enough to encourage her to eat, so it was hard for Rachel to refuse him again. She

even for a second. He said, “I remember that you used to like mousse cake very much.I heard from my friend that the Crown Club

like the back of his hand. To be exact,

but it was not for a select few. Sometimes, a gentle and kind man might put more pressure on people than a

of man that people always thought it was unforgivable to refuse him. Who would be so heartless as to crush

not in the mood for it now,” Rachel said indifferently. Only then did the smile on Roger’s face freeze imperceptibly, but that only lasted for a short-lived moment. He straightened his back and said, “That’s fine.

and lowered her

to be a genius to understand that she was somewhat avoiding her. His

happy to see you doing good now.” Roger sat opposite Rachel. He supported his chin with his elbow that rested against his thigh, propping himself forward slightly. He was staring at her

to ask where Rachel had been in the past four years. It was the kind of curiosity that had been eating him alive by keeping him up all night, thinking where she could have been. But seeing that Rachel was fine from across the table, Roger didn’t think his eagerness to know mattered anymore. To him, nothing was

and looked

good to

while, the waiter served their orders, interrupting their conversation. It

the table. They were all the real

he was treating and boring his gazes at her, and it seemed to be more obvious than four years

back? A lot has changed during these

teacher in high school? Rachel recalled but only vaguely thought of someone standing on the platform, with

school, they had the same literature

model compositions by the literature teacher. The two of them were always called together by the teacher, either to ask them to prepare for competitions or preparing speeches

teacher wore a pair of rigid and black-framed glasses. Perhaps it was because he was one of those traditional male teachers who taught literature, he always carried a straight