He couldn’t get rid of the heavy sadness in his heart. Seeing the look on his face, Rachel continued in a calm tone, “The baby is gone now. Didn’t you want me to leave a long time ago? As you wish, I won’t appear in front of you again. Just let me go.” Her words carved into Victor’s heart so much so that even his voice began to tremble. Looking at the resoluteness and peace on Rachel’s face, he was completely flustered. “Rachel, just ask for something else. We are all sad about the baby. But we don’t have to do this. We can still have another…” However, Rachel interrupted him, the warmth in her eyes replaced by bleakness. She said calmly, “No, we can’t.” Victor clenched his fists. The urge to keep her beside him forever was stronger than ever. But he knew in his mind that it was close to impossible.
“You just woke up, and you need to rest. I have something urgent to deal with at the company. I have to leave. Let’s talk about all this after you are discharged.” Victor then turned around and walked out of the room in a hurry. He didn’t dare stop until he was at the door, nor did he look back at her. 1 He was afraid that if he did, he would be faced with the reality of losing her. Since the moment the nurse had run out of the operating room in a hurry and asked him to sign the agreement, his mind had been in a cloud of confusion, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t think straight. He didn’t even know how to face Rachel. “Victor, the baby is gone. Abby is gone,” Rachel said in a bored tone as if what she was talking about wasn’t important. “You can’t lock me up here.” Victor paused, and his hand shook as he held the doorknob. 1 After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, “Get some rest.” Then, he left. For the next three days, Victor never came back. The nurse poured Rachel a glass of warm milk and placed it on the bedside table. “Miss Bennet, should I ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine to help you sleep? You can’t go on like this. You have to sleep.” Rachel didn’t even glance at her. “Okay.” “Miss Bennet, please lie down then. I’ll go call the doctor right now.” The nurse looked at Rachel’s pale face and felt sorry for her. When she got the affirmation, she couldn’t wait to go out to find the doctor. The door closed behind her, and Rachel was left alone again in the big room. But after a few minutes, someone knocked again.
“Come in.” Rachel looked up, thinking it was the doctor coming to examine her again. However, as soon as the door opened, Quintin walked in wearing the same nurse’s clothes he had on last time. “Boss…” He took off his mask. Rachel only looked at him but didn’t respond. Seeing her like this, Quintin pitied her. “Boss, are you okay?” “Quintin, Abby…” Rachel spoke, but she couldn’t get the words out. Quintin knew what she wanted to ask, but he was worried about how she would react. After hesitating for a while, he said with his eyes downcast, “I’m sorry, boss. I was too late. If I had been there a little earlier, maybe she would still be alive.” “Where is she now?” Rachel asked. “In the funeral home,” Quintin said, staring at Rachel’s face. “Victor’s men sent her there. But she hasn’t been cremated yet.” Rachel closed her eyes for a while, trying to take everything in. She then asked, “How did she die?”
Captivation: Want Nothing But You, Chapter 194 Abby Is Gone