Chapter 116
Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 116 by Adolf Dunne
The elevator door slid open on the third floor of the Department of Gynecology building Victor and ra
stepped out. ra nced up at his profile, studying his strong jaw, pursed lips and cold eyes. He
looked intimidating. And when he spoke, he was even more so. Looking at him now, ra thought back
to what Rachel had said to her on the balcony.
ra hadn’t known Rachel for very long, but she could already tell that Rachel was a woman who valued
freedom. She wasn’t the type of person who coped well with being kept captive. But Victor was someone
who enjoyed control. He wanted everything to be under his rule, and never allowed anything, or anyone,
to operate outside his idea of a perfect n. 1 Victor and Rachel were two different people from different
worlds. They had nothing inmon.
Yet somehow, they’d still gotten married. Rachel had never been part of Victor’s n. Marrying her had
certainly been very far out of bounds for him. Maybe that was why he hated her so much. Maybe that
was why he was willing to risk his family’s reputation to humiliate her.
And now this…
Rachel was pregnant with his child. There were many woman in society who were better than she was.
They were richer, came from good families, were well educated, and would no doubt bare a child for him.
So why Rachel? The woman he hated so much… 1 Everyone in the upper-ss society said that Victor
was disgusted by Rachel.
He always said that she was an insane, no good woman who wasn’t capable of doing anything. But now
that ra had met Rachel a few times and gotten to know her, and seen how Victor had reacted when
he thought Rachel was getting an abortion, none of the rumors seemed to match up.
The corridor they were currently in was painted bright shades of pink and purple. Right in front of them
was a huge sign that said ‘Department of Gynecology’ hanging above a ss door. Through the ss
doors and panels they could see many pregnant women sitting waiting for their appointments. They were
all there with either their husband or a family member. If was for that reason that the single woman sitting
all by herself caught their eyes. It was Rachel.
She had a paper cup clutched in her hand, as if this was the only thing preventing her falling over. Her
face was very pale, and it looked like she was trying her best not to vomit. The corners of her eyes were
slightly red because of her recent throwing up. The bright color only made her paleplexion that
much more striking.
They saw her swallow harshly, take a deep breath, and then take a small sip of whatever was in the cup.
She immediately pped her hand over her mouth, fearful that she’d spit it out she repeated this several
more times until the contents of the cup was evidently finished.
By now her face was ghastly white. Victor stared at her through the ss, fixing her with one of his most
intense stares. He frowned when she didn’t seem to notice him. “I think she’s getting ready for the
secondst procedure,” ra said gently from behind him. “That was a glucose solution she was
drinking.
She had to finish the cup within five minutes. It’s very, very sweet. Some pregnant woman can’t stand the
taste, others find it makes them feel sick after they drink it.” 1 ra watched Victor’s expression reflected
in the ss. He said nothing. But his eyes did narrow, and his face did darken. As ra was about to
ask him if he wanted to go in, her phone rang. She checked the screen to see it was a call from one of
her colleagues. She didn’t bother to answer.
She just hung up. “Mr. Sullivan, I’m afraid I have to go now.” “Okay,” Victor replied in a low voice. ra
put her phone in her pocket and turned to leave. She hadn’t gone far when she suddenly stopped and
turned around to look at Victor again. “I don’t think Miss Be has had breakfast yet.
That solution she drank requires an empty stomach There’s a canteen on the first floor, Mr. Sullivan. If it’s
okay for you, I suggest you go and get Miss Be something to eat for after her appointment.” Again,
Victor remained silent. He just raised his head to look at her, displeasure clearly evident on his face.
ra was immediately ufortable under his gaze. She clenched her fists in her pockets to maintain
her cool and lowered her eyes to the ground. “I wasn’t telling you to do it. I was merely giving you a
suggestion. I just remember how ufortable I felt when I was pregnant; that’s all. It’s hard for a
pregnant woman to go through a prenatal check-up, especially if she’s alone.” The elevator made a soft
dinging sound as it arrived on the floor. The doors slid open, and ra walked in without another word.
Once the elevator doors had closed, Victor turned back to continue staring at Rachel. Only, she was no
longer there. His brows furrowed as he was stepped into the hall and looked around for her. After a
while, he caught sight of Rachel. She was now dressed in a purple hospital gown.
It was a little too big for her thin body, and the color was vibrantly striking against her pale face. She
looked so feeble, like a gust of wind could easily blow her over. That deep-seated ache panged in
Victor’s heart again. He clenched his fists against the feeling Rachel held her hand out to the nurse.
The nurse put a small device over her finger that pricked her. As the small beads of blood started
gathering on her fingertip, the nurse collected the sample and stemmed the bleeding with a cotton swab.
Rachel’s face remained perfectly expressionless throughout the entire process.
She didn’t even wince when the needle pricked her finger. Inparison, the woman next to her
nervously clenched her husband’s hand before the nurse even slid the device over her finger. “Are you
here alone? Don’t you have anyone with you? Where is the baby’s father?” the nurse asked Rachel as
she scribbled down notes.
Rachel took a look at her still bleeding finger, took out a piece of tissue and pressed it gently. “He’s
dead,” she said indifferently. The nurse paused in her writing. She looked up at Rachel with an apologetic
smile. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to bring that up.” With a slightly embarrassed expression, the nurse
lowered her head and continued writing. Rachel smiled softly. As she was about to assure the nurse that
it was alright, she felt a cold, oppressive weight descend upon her.
Even though the room was warm, she felt the temperature dip so quickly that the hair on her arms stood
up. She shivered and raised her head to see what had caused the disturbance. Suddenly, a tall figure
appeared at her side. The light that had been shining on her a moment ago was cut off, and she was
overshadowed by the shadow of a tall man. Rachel blinked, just to make sure she wasn’t seeing things.
As her eyes fluttered open, her gaze locked with that of the neer. Rachel was just starting to
wonder if he’d heard what she’d said when the nurse raised her head and said to him, “You can bring
your wife here. We just need to take a small blood sample.” Obviously, she thought he was someone
else’s husband.
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Without taking a breath, the nurse took a form off her clipboard and handed it to Rachel. “When you’re
done with the ultrasound, you can hand this in at the desk on the first floor. The results will be sent to you
within the next two days.” “Okay, thank you.”
The nurse smiled warmly at her. “You’re most wee. I’m sorry for what I said earlier… You’re a very
strong woman for doing this alone.” “Why?” Rachel asked her softly.
“It’s hard to be a young, single mother. Without the child’s father, life is going to be so hard. Most women
your age would choose to have an abortion, but you’ve decided to keep it and raise it on your own. I
really admire you.” the nurse said with a smile. She was totally oblivious to how dark Victor’s expression
had be. And just how cold his gaze was.
Rachel looked down, hooding her eyes with her longshes. She reached up to touch the tip of her nose,
but before she could, someone grabbed her tightly around the wrist and dragged her away