Chapter 163


    Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 163 by Adolf Dunne


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    Rachel’s eyes appeared really unemotional. “I think you have got the wrong person, sir.” Wace looked


    at her, his gaze firm and prating. He neither responded nor moved. Then, he grabbed her wrist with


    great strength. After struggling for a while, Rachel still couldn’t withdraw her hand. “Sir, please let go of


    me!” she said in a serious tone. A waiter came over in a hurry. “Sir, is there any misunderstanding?”


    At this time, another customer pushed the door open, and the wind bell rang. The tintinnabtion made


    Wace to his senses. His eyes ran a quick check on the waiter and Rachel. After realizing what he had


    just done, he loosened his grip at once. “I… I’m sorry,” he stuttered “It’s okay,” Rachel said indifferently


    before walking past him to her seat. Wace looked down at his hand that held her wrist only a moment


    ago.


    He could still feel the warmth of her skin. She had a faint but captivating fragrance, which was very


    familiar to him. Prior to perceiving it on her, he had smelled it from Shelia. His gaze remained fixed on


    Rachel’s rear view. He was lost in thoughts again. Apart from the fact that both of them smelled exactly


    the same, she also liked to order coffee with two ice cubes and lemon juice, just like Shelia. Was it a


    mere coincidence?


    Rachel sat down, propping her hands on the table while staring at something outside the window.


    Wace felt his heart skip a beat. He was so drawn to her such that it proved difficult to restrain his legs


    from moving. Before fully understanding what hade over him, he was already standing next to


    Rachel. “You…” Wace moved his lips and wanted to ask something, but he could not find the words to


    describe what he was feeling. Rachel had already seen his reflection through the window. She was not


    surprised by his existence.


    On hearing his voice, she turned around and said unhappily, “Sir, you must be mistaking me for someone


    else. My name is not Shelia.” “Sorry, it wasn’t my intention to hurt you earlier. Hope I didn’t? Wace said


    to her in a bid to ease himself of the tension. “Not at all.” As soon as Rachel finished speaking, the waiter


    brought her order. Then, she poured the lemon juice on the ice cubes, broke them into pieces, and put


    some into her mouth.


    Rachel was still doing exactly the same thing that Shelia used to do. This left Wace stunned once


    more. “Excuse me, sir, what else can I do for you?” “Nothing!” Wace’s eyes fell on her drink again. “But


    if I may ask, why do you pour the lemon juice on the ice cubes?” “Is there any problem with that?”


    Rachel asked frivolously. “Not really! I just didn’t expect…” “You didn’t expect that there would be


    someone with such a weird taste like me. Is that it? Well, perhaps I should bring it to your notice that you


    seem to care a little too much about me.” Rachel was quick to interrupt him.


    “Sorry about that! I didn’t mean to pry. You just remind me strongly of an old friend.” Wace noticed the


    displeasure on Rachel’s face. This made him exin even further. “You have a lot inmon.” “An old


    friend you say?” Rachel cast an intentional gaze at him. His heart trembled when Wace saw how clear


    her eyes were. He didn’t know why, but a feeling of being seen through and a sense of invisible pressure


    suddenly haunted him. “Yes!”


    Wace did his best to avoid her gaze. 2 “So, your old friend, where is she now?” Rachel asked him


    rather flippantly. “She…” Wace paused for a second. “Sadly, she passed away. That’s why I couldn’t


    help grabbing your hand. It was a very impulsive reaction on my part, given that you reminded me of her


    so much. I’m sorry that I scared you.” “I see.” 1 Wace feigned a smile and was about to say something


    more when Rachel asked, “Do you mind telling me how she died?”


    She maintained her firm gaze at him. On the other hand, Wace’s mood changed slightly, “She…” “You


    don’t have to reply if you don’t want to talk about it. I was just asking casually,” Rachel said. “But I think


    you shouldn’t do what you did next time you stumble across someone like her.” Wace was stunned by


    thement. His mouth opened. But he was short of words. “It’s just my honest opinion. Not everyone


    might be as easy-going as me.


    So you may just get yourself beaten up.” After she was done talking, Rachel stood up and was about to


    leave. Somehow, Wace blocked her way again. “What is it now?” Rachel looked at him in utter


    confusion. “She fell sick! Then, she died of a serious illness,” Wace answered. “It’s my treat, alright?


    Kindly give the privilege to apologize properly as regards my unruly behavior earlier.” “If you insist. It’s a


    cheap apology though.” Rachel had a smile on her face.


    Having noticed the favorable change in her countenance, Wace also smiled and said, “Then, you


    wouldn’t mind ordering some more, would you?” Rachel pretended to be hesitant. She took a peek at the


    time on the screen and said reluctantly, “You really do insist, don’t you?” Both of them sat face to face.


    Wace waved to the waiter and handed her the menu. “Yes, I do. Now, you have to make


    an order.”


    Rachel gave the menu back to the waiter without even looking at it. “Bring us the most expensive and


    delicious desserts here.” “Miss, we have more than ten different specialties. Are you sure you want all of


    them?” Rachel then looked at Wace. Wace understood exactly what the look meant. “Yes, all of


    them,” he said. The waiter smiled and said, “Okay, as you please.” Wace looked at Rachel and asked,


    “Will you be able to finish them all up?” “I can pack the rest up, can’t I?” Rachel took a sip of warm water.


    “Or do you mind if I do that?”


    “Of course not! If you think it’s not enough, you are free to order some more.” “Aren’t you afraid that I


    might just keep ordering till you go bankrupt?” Rachel nced at theputer bag beside his leg. There


    was a smile on her face. “I won’t hesitate to go bankrupt for a beauty like you.


    Actually, it would be an honor!” On hearing the statement, she sneered inwardly. ‘I didn’t know he was so


    glib.’ If he had said such words when he was trying to get her attention, she would have refused without


    thinking twice. There was a widespread saying about women being born actors. But men should also be


    included.


    “Is that what you say to any woman you meet?” Rachel asked and leaned back. “Of course not! I mean it


    for real.” In fact, Wace could not say what was wrong with him. He was very aware of the fact that the


    person in front of him was not Shelia. But something in him still wanted to spend some time with her. She


    and Shelia had so much inmon, ranging from their habits to the way they talked. Shelia had died.


    She was the person he loved and hated the most. There were times when something in him had hoped


    for her to die. But when she really did, his whole being felt an irreparable loss. Not for once did she ever


    say she loved him. She never looked at him in the eye! This contradictory emotion had been suppressed


    in his heart for a long time. He had been unable to eliminate it.


    Wace was pulled out of the depth of his thoughts when his phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, and


    it was Tara. It ought to be because she didn’t see him aftering out of thedies’ room. A frown soon


    appeared on his face when he looked at the name on the screen. Still, the call was left unattended to.


    “Aren’t you going to take your call?”


    Rachel looked at him. She then saw Tara who had a phone ced close to her ear, just by the door.


    Wace muted the phone. “It’s only a crank call!” “Oh! If you say so.” After a while, the order was served.


    Soon, the table was filled with all kinds of desserts and drinks. Out of the corner of her eye, Rachel


    nced at Tara, who was still busy making phone calls to Wace. And a smile appeared on her face.


    There was an awkward clinking sound.


    She loosened her hand and a fork fell to the floor. “I’ll just go get another one,” Rachel said and excused


    herself. Tara kept calling until Wace grew really impatient. But he didn’t want thedy in front of him to


    go get the fork herself. So he stopped her. “I’ll go. Just sit and have something to drink.” Rachel’s steady


    nce remained focused on him. She was silent for a while. “Okay.” Then, she took her seat again.


    Wace smiled at her before turning to the checkout counter.


    As soon as he was no longer looking, the smile on Rachel’s face disappeared, and her face turned cold.


    She quickly stood up, went to Wace’s seat and opened hisputer bag. Thereafter, a small piece of


    unremarkable chip was ced at the bottom of hisptop. The whole process was finished in less than


    ten seconds.


    Soon, Wace came back with a fork in his hand. “Here is another fork.” He handed it over to Rachel.


    “Thank you very much.” Rachel smiled at him and was about to take it when someone else’s hand


    suddenly stopped her and knocked off the fork. “What are you doing?” Tara asked in a very angry tone.