Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Chapter 490: Sorry 

Roger gently kissed Rachel’s forehead.

After a brief moment, he let go of her and softly whispered, "If anything happens, don’t hesitate to call me.I will rush over at any time."

Rachel was rendered speechless by his gesture.She could only stare at him with a blank face.

Roger was also aware that he took a big risk by doing that kiss.

Though it might scare Rachel, he did not regret showing his true feelings.He didn’t feel the need to explain himself or even apologize.

Seeing this scene, Lila, who was standing aside, couldn’t help but secretly chuckle.

Roger then put on his coat, turned to Lila, and nodded at her.

"I’m going to leave now.Please take care of Rachel and Joey."

His tone was so firm that he could be mistaken for the head of the Bennet family.He showed so much consideration for Rachel as if he was her husband.

"Don’t worry, Mr.Jimenez.It’s my job to take care of Miss Bennet and Joey.Rest assured, I will do my job well," Lila answered confidently.

Roger just let out a polite smile and took one last affectionate look at Rachel.

Then, without further ado, he turned around and left.

O Before long, Roger’s car drove out of the Bennet family’s house and completely disappeared from their sight.

Afterward, Lila walked over to Rachel and looked at the empty vestibule.

Then, she whispered, "Miss Bennet, I can see that Mr.Jimenez really cares about you."

"Really?"

Rachel looked away and answered perfunctorily.

"Yes.In fact, anyone can notice that.He’s also handsome, and Joey likes him a lot."

Lila looked at Rachel’s expressionless face.

"Miss Bennet, I’ve already experienced a lot of things.I will be frank with you and say that I’ve seen all kinds of men.And I am confident that Mr.Jimenez is really a good man."

At this time, Rachel turned her head and looked straight into Lila’s eyes.

As though she had somehow regained her senses, she smiled and said, "Alright, Lila.I know exactly what you want to say."

"I see.Then,"

"For now, can you please go upstairs and check on Victor to see his condition?"

Rachel interrupted Lila, knowing what she would say next.She actually didn’t want to talk about it, so she made an excuse.

Lila was sensible enough to understand what Rachel meant.

She smiled, nodded, and did as Rachel told her.

Late at night, Rachel sat on the sofa in the living room with heavy eyelids.

Her elbow was leaning against the armrest, and her hand was grabbing her temples.

Half an hour ago, Roger sent her a message informing her that Riley was fine, and the cause of the food poisoning in the kindergarten was finally found out.

Apparently, the staff working in the kitchen had bought a new batch of mushrooms, some of which were poisonous.

The chef didn’t notice the poisonous ones and cooked them.

Although Riley didn’t really like eating mushrooms, she wasn’t a picky eater.

In the end, she ate a little.It was fortunate that she only ate a little.

Otherwise, her condition could have gotten serious.

After receiving an intravenous drip, she felt much better.

Nonetheless, the doctor suggested that she should Or wa still stay in the hospital for another night for further observation.

Rachel texted Roger back, telling him to take good care of Riley.

Afterward, she tried calling Carson.

Earlier, Carson answered his phone, but he said that he was still busy with his work.

Rachel sensed that he just didn’t want to fetch Victor.

This time, when she tried contacting him, Carson rejected the call.

On her third try, Carson’s phone was already turned off, and she had no way of contacting him anymore.

Rachel felt her temples throb.

She shook her head, knowing that Carson did this on purpose.

He told her earlier that his car broke down.

Now, his phone was turned off.

It only meant that he wanted to let Victor stay here.

After Lila checked on Victor, she saw that Joey had finally fallen asleep.

She came downstairs, carrying the half glass of milk that Joey wasn’t able to finish.

Downstairs, Lila heaved a sigh when she found Rachel looking very tired.

"Miss Bennet, it’s already eleven o’clock.

You have been busy all day, so you’d better go upstairs and sleep already."

"Yes.I guess so too…"

Rachel replied in a low voice.

Although she was indeed sleepy, she didn’t think she would be able to fall asleep that easily since her mind was in a mess.

Most importantly, she was frustrated at herself for not knowing the reason why she was upset.

To be exact, she actually did know why, but she just didn’t want to admit it to herself.

"By the way, when I was upstairs, I went to see Mr.Sullivan as you said.He was still unconscious, but it seems that he couldn’t sleep well.His brows were furrowed as if he was having a bad dream.Also, he’s still feverish despite taking the antipyretic earlier."

The antipyretic Victor took was just mild, and its effect was naturally weaker than other brands.

Although his high fever had gone down a little, he still felt uncomfortable.

Rachel pressed her lips as she thought for a while.

Then, she said, "Lila, you have also been busy all day.How about you stay for the night as well?"

"Okay, Miss Bennet.Thank you."

Lila also considered that there was a patient upstairs who needed to be taken care of.

She was afraid that if something happened in the middle of the night and she wasn’t there, Rachel might have a hard time handling it alone.

So, she quickly agreed.

After staying in the living room for a while, Rachel tried calling Carson again.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off."

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Hearing that Carson’s phone was still turned off, Rachel deemed not to try again.

She realized that Carson had made up his mind not to take Victor back.

After hanging up the phone, Rachel yawned and went upstairs.

She just had to deal with it since she had no other choice.

There was only one room between Rachel’s room and the one where Victor was.

Therefore, when she went back to her room, she passed by Victor’s room.

Rachel wanted to go straight to her room to get some rest, but then Lila’s words suddenly echoed in her mind. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

This made her stop right outside of Victor’s room.

When she came to her senses, she had already twisted the doorknob with her hand.

Now that she had done it, she gently pushed the door open and peeked inside.

With his eyes closed, Victor lay in the bed under a quilt.

Only his head was exposed, so that he could stay warm.

Just like what Lila said, Rachel saw the uncomfortable expression on Victor’s face, looking pale and feverish.

When she approached him, she found beads of sweat on his forehead, Rachel walked to the bedside and caught a glimpse of the boxes of antipyretics, which made her remember when she was feeding the medicine to Victor.

She couldn’t help but swallow hard, and her heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, Victor turned sideways, making the quilt that was covering him slide to the edge of the bed.

Then, as he moved again, the quilt finally dropped to the floor.

Seeing this, Rachel panicked and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

However, since she knew that Victor still had a light fever, there was a voice in her head that kept on saying that she couldn’t just leave him like that.

This made her frown in irritation.

After struggling with her own heart, she turned around and walked to the bed.

She then grabbed the quilt from the floor and spread it out to cover Victor’s body again.

Of course, she just didn’t want to let Victor die under the roof of the Bennet family.

If anything, she just wanted to stay out of any more trouble.

Rachel kept arguing with herself.

Victor was lying on his side, so his back was facing Rachel.

At the same time, the quilt was a little heavy, so she was having quite a hard time putting it all over Victor’s body.

She had no choice but to get on the bed, bend down, and get close to him.

When she got very close to Victor, Rachel could feel the warmth of his body.

After a while, Rachel was finally able to properly tuck Victor in.

She was about to stand up and leave but to her surprise, a big hand lightly grabbed her wrist.

Victor, who was still out cold, uttered weakly "I’m sorry."