Captivation Want Nothing But You by Adolf Dunne
Want To Leave
Rachel stared at Clara after what she’d said. After a while, she lowered her eyes and said softly, “Dr.
Jimenez, I’m fine. I really am. Please. don’t worry.” Clara was silent at first as she relived the memory.
Then slowly, her mind resurfaced to the present. She looked up at Rachel and noticed how she kept
habitually resting her hand on her stomach as she spoke and gestured around. “You’re about three
months along now, right?” she asked, changing the subject. “Have you made an appointment for the
prenatal check-up yet?” Prenatal checkup?
At first Rachel was confused, but then she remembered what the doctor had said when he’d told her she
was pregnant. She was supposed to come in for a thorough check-up at the 12 weeks mark so they
could get a sense of how the baby was developing, and if it was in good health.
But with everything going on recently, Rachel had totally forgotten. Clara noticed her lost, vacant
expression. “I mean, you’re in a hospital,” she said gently. “No better time to get a check-up than now. I
can make the appointment for you, if you like?” “I would like that. Thank you, Dr. Jimenez.”
“Oh, it’s really nothing,” Clara said with a shake of her head. “I’m just relieved that you don’t blame me…”
‘What?’ Rachel thought, caught totally off-guard by what she said. “Blame you?” she said with a frown.
“Why would I blame you?”I lied to you about Roger… And when it came to your pregnancy… Miss
Bennet, I’m so sorry was wrong of her to lie about her identity, but she hadn’t wanted Rachel to have
anything to do with her brother. She’d just been trying to protect him. But since then, she’d come to view
herself as a selfish woman.
families, he probably wasn’t going to be forced into an arranged marriage. He was fortunate enough to
be able to choose who to love and who to marry. But Clara hadn’t wanted that woman to be Rachel.
Especially not with all the absurd things Rachel had done in the last two years.
But not only that; Rachel was Victor’s ex-wife. And now, even after they’d got divorced, they were still
somehow always entangled with each other. 1 Clara knew how stubborn Roger was. And she knew that
once he fell in love with someone, his heart would be set on that person. She had been afraid that
Rachel would use her to get close to Roger if she knew she was in
She was terrified that Rachel would ruin Roger, and thus, the family. She had felt the only choice she had
left was to lie. But the one thing she hadn’t counted on was how important Rachel was to Roger, and
how much he loved her. No one could have expected him to secretly resign from his position abroad and
come back home once he heard that Rachel and Victor were divorced. “So that’s what you came to tell
me then,” Rachel said with a chuckle. Her voice and laughter brought Clara out of her thoughts.
“Well… Not exactly,” Clara said gently, fluttering her eyelashes like delicate butterfly wings. Rachel
leaned forward as if to listen carefully. She rested her elbow on the armrest, cradled her intense gaze
made Clara feel instantly uneasy. She had to resist the urge to reach up and wipe her face, as if Rachel’s
close inspection had revealed a speck of dirt.
“Miss Bennet…”
Rachel’s lips curved into a slight smile, and, mercifully, she looked away. “I don’t blame you, Dr. Jimenez.
Rest assured, you have nothing to be worried about.” Clara had the vaguest feeling that Rachel had
known who she was from the start. And she was right. But Rachel didn’t care why Clara had lied about
who she was.
“Actually, I was a little surprised. I never thought a daughter from the Jimenez family would choose to be
a doctor in the first place.” Rachel had tipped her head back now and was looking up at the sky. Her
eyes followed a plane that flew overhead, miles and miles above them.
Clara just stared at her as if she were caught in a trance. She had never known Rachel very well. But
after only meeting her a few times, she could at least be of the opinion that she was very different to the
rumors that had been spread about her.
If Clara was being honest with herself, Rachel was nothing like those rumors. “Well… What profession
did you think I’d follow?” Clara looked up as well, following Rachel’s line of sight to where the plane had
been. It was gone, leaving behind only a trail of white cloud.
Rachel looked down again, blinking her eyes to adjust them. Then she reached forward, picked up a
tangerine from the table and peeled it thoughtfully. “I don’t know. I just thought being a lady from an
affluent family, you would have gone for an easier career.” She tore off a piece and popped it in her
mouth. She chewed it then said, “I guess I just never pictured you as a doctor.” Clara said nothing. All
she did was smile.
This wasn’t the first time someone had said this to her since she’d become a doctor. Rachel handed her
a tangerine then stretched her arms up. Once she felt the muscles in her back pull pleasantly, she
crossed her hands behind her head and relaxed. “It must be nice to be a doctor. I suppose you get to
save peoples’ lives every day. I’ve always said that it doesn’t matter what a person does, as long as they
love it and are passionate about it.”
“What do you want to do then?” Clara asked and looked at her. Rachel glanced casually over at Clara.
With a perfectly neutral expression she said, “I want to leave.” Clara was stunned. “I thought…” “Yes?”
Rachel replied, “You thought what?” “I thought you’d say you want to have this baby so you and Victor
can be together again.” It was well known among the members of the upper-class people that Rachel
loved Victor very much.
When Clara had heard Rachel was pregnant with Victor’s baby, she’d thought Rachel would use this as
a gateway into getting back with him. Rachel nearly choked as she said, “Get back with him?” “If you
don’t want to be with him again, then why did you keep the baby?” Clara asked. “I want a baby of my
own. It’s as simple as that. I’m not going to use this child to get back together with him,” Rachel said.
Clara studied Rachel’s face, trying to tell if she was lying or not. But she could find no hint of anything
else aside from the truth. Slowly but surely, her prejudice against the other woman was starting to
dissolve. Suddenly, Clara’s phone rang. She dug it out her gown pocket, checked the caller ID and
answered it.
Rachel sat quietly, listening to Clara talk and to the chatter on the other end of the line. She heard
something about “patient”, “blood oxygen” and “consulting room”. As Clara lowered her phone from her
ear, she looked apologetically at Rachel. “Sorry, I have to go… There is a last minute surgery discussion
I have to attend.”
“No worries at all. I know how important work is,” Rachel said calmly. Clara slipped her phone back into
her gown and stood with a nod. “I’ll see you then. I’ll ask one of my colleagues to arrange that prenatal
check-up for you as soon as possible.” Rachel nodded.
Clara had only taken a few steps away before she stopped and turned around. “Miss Bennet,” us would
have been great friends.” Then she left before Rachel could reply.
Rachel turned in her chair and stared at the closed door after Clara had left. She found it strange that
she’d suddenly say something like that. But she didn’t let it worry her for long. Once she was certain she
was alone again, she picked up the tablet and continued her search for information on Abby.
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