Captivation: Want Nothing But You

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With a loud thump, Rachel was pushed to the wall again.This time, however, she covered her lower belly with both hands before
she hit the wall, protecting her unborn child.
Unfortunately, this prevented her from knocking Victor's hand away, and he grabbed her slender, white neck.
"Rachel, you're asking for this!" he bellowed in fury.
He ruthlessly squeezed his hand, tightening his grip on her neck.
The color on Rachel's face quickly faded, and she started wheezing in a struggle to breathe.
She raised one hand and feebly tried to pry his strangling hand off whilst protecting her lower belly with the other.
Victor's eyes were murderous, though, and he didn't let go.
After having a few words with the nurses, Clara left the operating room.
When she saw Victor strangling a feeble Rachel in anger, her face turned pale.
"Let go of her, now!"
If you don't stop, you will kill her!
"Good.Then, she can accompany her baby down there!"
Clara froze when she heard that.
‘'Accompany her baby?’'
In her shock, her gaze shifted to the paper on the floor, and understanding dawned on her.Her eyes darted to Rachel, who was
now making gurgling sounds.
Clara could tell she was dying.
"Victor, the baby is still alive!" the doctor screamed.
Victor stiffened when he heard that.
His grip loosened, and Rachel crumpled in a heap, passing out before her body hit the ground.

"What did you say?" Victor asked, turning to look at Clara with wide eyes.
His anger had already evaporated.
Clara didn't have the tto answer him, though.She ran past him instead and crouched in front of Rachel to check if she still
had a pulse.
Her expression worsened, and she quickly took out her phone and rang the nurse station, asking them to send nurses over
immediately to take Rachel to a ward.
The nurses arrived quickly, and Rachel was placed on a gurney and wheeled away.
A while later, Clara was standing beside a hospital bed, watching IV fluid drip from the infusion bottle into Rachel's arm.
She seemed lost in thought.
Suddenly, her phone rang out loud, jolting her from her reverie.
She took the phone out of her pocket and checked the caller ID displayed on the screen.
Then, she snuck a glance at Rachel, who was still unconscious, Satisfied that Rachel hadn't woken up and wouldn't hear her,
Clara answered the call right there.
"Clara, are you busy?"
A gentle male voice echoed through the phone.
It was her brother.
"I was a little busy, so I missed your call earlier.Is anything wrong?" Clara replied with a smile.

It was easy to discern from her gentle tone that she loved her brother very much.
"No, there's nothing wrong.I just want to tell you I'll be back hnext Wednesday," Roger Jimenez said.
He was standing in front of the French window with one hand in his pocket.
Clara's eyes lit up with joy, and she exclaimed, "Are you coming back?"

"Yes, and this time, I'll stay forever," he replied.
"Dad and mom will be very happy! You don't know how much they have looked forward to your return," she said with a bright
smile.
"Besides, Riley is almost two years old, and you haven't seen her yet."
Roger smiled and looked out the window, taking in the towering, luxurious buildings that filled the metropolis.
"I really look forward to seeing her."
"What twill your flight arrive next Wednesday? I'll cto pick you up at the airport."
"I haven't bought a ticket yet.When I buy it, I'll tell you the tof arrival.You don't have to cand pickup if you're busy.I
can go hmyself." Clara smiled.
"No matter how busy I am, I'll make tto cpick you up.You are my dear little brother.Nothing is more important than you."
"Okay, that's settled then," Roger said.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door behind him.
He turned around and shouted, "Cin."
The door opened, and someone cin with a document.
"Mr.Jimenez, this document needs your signature."
"Put it on the table.I'll sign it later," he replied with a dismissive wave.
"I'm sorry, Mr.Jimenez, but I'm afraid you'll need to sign the document now.It's of great importance," the man said respectfully.
Roger sighed and shifted his attention back to the call.
"Clara, I have to go.There's something I need to deal with right away.When I cback, I'll treat you and my brother–in –law to
dinner.How does that sound?"
"Great! Okay then, you should get back to work " Clara said with a warm smile.

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Suddenly, her gaze shifted to Rachel for a moment.
After a brief hesitation, she said, "Roger, you"
But before she could go on, Roger had hung up.
Clara slowly lowered the phone and pursed her lips, staring at the blank screen for stime.
Then, she decided to leave the ward and let Rachel rest.
When she opened the door, she saw Victor waiting outside.
"Miss Beis fine.Since she was severely shaken up, she will need to rest properly for a few days," she said right away.
Victor eyes darkened.
"Thank you, Miss Jimenez," he replied.
Clara was shocked that Victor had recognized her so quickly.
However, as someone very experienced, she had long since expected him to discern her true identity at spoint, albeit not
this soon.
She quickly regained her composure and said, "You're welcome.I'm just doing my job."
She made to leave but stopped after a few steps, visibly debating within herself.
After a few moments of silence, she said, "Miss Bedidn't have an abortion.However, she was terrified, and that's bad for her

and the baby.Please, I implore you, don't be violent with her again.The first three months of pregnancy are the most dangerous,
as the fetus hasn't fully developed yet.The chance of a miscarriage is very high, and even mental duress can trigger it!"
With that, she walked away without looking back.
She had said all she could, after all.
As Clara's footsteps dissipated down the hallway, Victor stood there, staring at the ward's door.
The scene of Rachel crumpling to the ground played in his mind over and over again.

Her face, which was as white as a sheet, was the feature that showed most vividly in his head.
There was blood oozing down both sides of her mouth.
During the struggle, she had bitten her lips so hard that she had drawn blood.
The blood had accentuated her paleness.
Even after she had fainted, her brows remained furrowed.
It was as though she was still in great pain.
At that moment, she didn't exude her regular domineering aura; she was just vulnerable.
Victor clenched his fists hard.
He had yet to cto terms with the fact that he almost strangled her to death.
When his hand was wrapped tightly around her neck, he wasn't pleased.
As he watched her lose consciousness after struggling so much, his heart tightened as though it was being squeezed by an
equally powerful hand.
Every breath he took at the tbrought him a lot of pain.
The sound of approaching footsteps interrupted his thoughts.
The footsteps belonged to Ivan; he had completed the paperwork for Rachel's hospital admission.
"Mr.Sullivan, it's done.I have also gotten the results of Miss Bennet's medical examination," he reported.
Victor's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Tell me."
"Miss Beis indeed six weeks pregnant, but all her biological measurements are almost below the recommended levels.If
they continue to fall, the fetus will be in danger, I'm afraid," Ivan replied.
It had been more than an hour since he found out that Rachel was pregnant, yet he was still in shock.
Even more shocking was the fact that she was carrying Victor's baby.

Fate really was the ultimate trickster.
Its tricks could nail just about anybody.
Ivan could tell by how furious Victor had been that he wanted to keep the child.
However, the child's mother was Rachel, a woman who Victor was not the least bit fond of.
He would care for the child, though, and this will be a weakness that Rachel could exploit.
When the tcame, she could demand that he remarry her.
After all, she was the child's mother.
Ivan didn't think he had gone too far with his assumptions.
He had witnessed–with his own eyes—the evil acts Rachel committed in the past.
He knew what she was capable of.
If Rachel ended up getting her way and remarried Victor, what would the future hold? He didn't dare imagine any further and
shrugged those thoughts away.
He looked at Victor and wondered what he was thinking.
"Mr.Sullivan, do you want to go in and see Miss Bennet?" Ivan asked after a moment of hesitation Victor's expression turned
cold.
He stared at the door a bit more before turning around.
"Have someone stand guard here.When she is discharged, bring her to my villa," he coldly ordered.
Then, he left without another word.