Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Chapter 47: Are You Pregnant

Rachel raised the bottle to her lips and chugged down the wine.She drank a little too fast, so wine spilled from the corners of her mouth, down to her jaw and her slender neck, staining the collar of her shirt.

After a while, the bottle was completely empty.

She threw the bottle aside carelessly and it met the ground with a loud crash.At that point, she was dizzy as hell and had trouble standing on her own two feet.

All of a sudden, she felt a stab of pain in her stomach.

Pale faced and gritting her teeth, Rachel started reaching for the second bottle, but as soon as her fingers brushed against the glass, her stomach lurched violently.

"Ughh…"

She had just enough time to lean forward before her stomach emptied its contents on his own accord Her body rejected the red wine she had drunk as if it was a foul poison, its smell spreading in the air in the room fast.

Rachel, still doubled over, placed one hand on her aching abdomen.

Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead to the ground and mixing with the bright red pool of vomit.

Victor felt the urge to stand up and help her, until a thought popped into his head.

"You are not fooling anyone, Rachel.I know what you are up to! Remember that day you made a scene in the company because you were drunk as a skunk? And now you are telling me that you can't even handle one bottle of wine? Please! Go on then.Keep drinking!"

'Damn it! The old Rachel is the one that made a fool of herself whenever she got drunk! Not me!' Rachel thought, trying to breathe through the pain.

Her whole body felt fuzzy and ached, making it impossible to tell if it was just her stomach hurting or every single body part.

But Victor seemed determined to force her to drink all three bottles.

When she straightened up, ready to reach for the second bottle, her stomach felt like it was on fire.A wave of nausea came over her again and she couldn't help vomiting for the second time that day.

Rachel thought that her stomach would have nothing more to expel, but she was wrong.

Her body was purged from every single drop of alcohol she had so carelessly consumed.

In the end, she felt a little better.

The day had gone while all that took place and the moon had already started rising.

Victor hadn't turned on the light, so the room was dark, except from a few rays of bright, silver moonlight.

of those rays happened to be falling right on Rachel's

"Ughh…"

stomach made a final attempt to empty

bottle and she is vomiting all over the place! That's weird…

a searching look at Rachel, and a wild thought flashed

"Rachel, are you pregnant?"

came out hesitant,

stand up straight, her hand gripping

question shocked her to the core and her mind went blank for a

you on the pill? Is

on,

mere thought that Rachel could be pregnant with his child

back to her senses then

you do if I'm really pregnant, Victor?" Her

child? He hadn't even

he hadn't even thought

ago, Rachel had climbed into Victor's bed in the dead night, sending

then, clearly embarrassed and in tears, saying that all she wanted was a child of

he said? The memory came back to Victor,

child?" he had

my child? Get out while I'm still calm! And get it through

had streamed down her

worthy of being the

"No!"

even let her finish her

some miracle you did get pregnant with my baby, I would insist you get an abortion! There will be no baby! Find a way to deal with

the memory started fading away, Victor pondered if the answer he had given her a year and

was really pregnant with his

really think

on with

am on the pill and I even had my period in the meantime.There's absolutely no

to have left her.She reached out and

drink to that, shall we? It will also serve as

to get pregnant, is it?'’

still… Why didn't he feel relieved when Rachel said she isn't pregnant? Why did he have that odd, empty feeling in his stomach? Victor's feelings confused the hell out of him and that

narrowed his eyes and

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