Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 180 by Adolf Dunne After a slight delay, Victor gave Carson a look and then proceeded to walk on without bothering to answer his question. He was scared. Though it was obvious that the door was unlocked and that he could easily push it open with just a gentle nudge of his hand, to him, the door was like a huge barrier, with an invisible ditch that stood between him and Rachel.
He wasnât brave enough to push open the door and walk inside. He didnât have the guts to face Rachelâs eyes when she looked up to meet his gaze. There was no hatred on her face, nor did there exist any affectionate love. She was calm from the inside out as if he was just a stranger to her. 1 Inside the ward The kitten was curled up into a ball on the white sheet and was quietly snoring. Rachel gently used her fingertips to stroke its back. Her bright eyes deepened in that light and the smile at the corner of her lips eventually faded. When Ivan arrived at the door, he saw the warm morning light all around her and the cat. The scene was so peaceful and cozy that he didnât want to disturb them. Rachel turned to look at Ivan. âWhatâs up?â
âMiss Bennet, the catâ¦â âItâs sleeping right now. You can take it out with you,â Rachel said quietly.
âAlright.â Ivan nodded and it looked like he was going over some things in his head. Then, he said, âMiss Bennet, although I have no clue what happened between you and Mr. Sullivan, itâs obvious that he cares a lot about you.â
Rachelâs eyes instantly turned cold, and she didnât answer him but instead pursed her lips tightly âThe night you were in a coma, Mr. Sullivan stayed up the entire night sitting next to your bedside. He knew this cat meant a lot to you so, he ordered everyone to search for it outside in the rain for a long time.â
âIvan.â
With what he had been meaning to say stuck in his throat, Ivan turned with confused eyes to look at Rachel. âYes, Miss Bennet?â âWhere is the cat buried?â Rachel gave him a calm look. âWhat?â Ivan was startled when he heard her words. âTell me, how did it die?â Rachel asked. âMiss Bennet, youâ¦â
âSo she knows? Didnât Lukas say that she and the cat had only met each other two times? How did she find out that this cat is not the original one?â It took them two days and two nights to find a cat that looked exactly like the old one. They pretty much looked the same and it was hard to distinguish between the two felines. How did Rachel recognize that this cat wasnât the old one so soon? Ivan avoided her gaze and said, âMiss Bennet, I have no idea what youâre talking about.
Your cat is right here.â âNo, itâs not.â Looking into her eyes, Ivan moved his mouth but found he didnât have the right words in order to explain âEven though it looks like it, I know itâs not the same cat. If you were really looking for my cat in the rain the entire night and finally sent over another one looking just like it, it means something mustâve happened to the previous cat, right?â
Rachel said in a calm voice as she looked down at the form of the still sleeping cat resting next to her in the bed. âI want to know, how did it die?â Though Ivan was at first reluctant to give her the details, he knew that he couldnât hide it from her for long. âMiss Bennet, the doctor gave explicit orders to not upset you. If I tell youâ¦â
âI know. Donât worry about it. I will be perfectly fine.â . âWe did search for it for a very long time that night, but when we finally found it, it was already dead and its body was lying in the middle of the road.â Rachel subconsciously clutched the corner of the quilt and grinded her teeth, a faint taste of blood filling her mouth.
She slowly closed her eyes, recalling in her mind the scene where that kitten would rub its small head against her palm. If she had just bit down and bore through it and just done what Victor had ordered her to do, then perhaps the cat wouldnât have died. âIâm so sorry,â Rachel murmured after a long silence.