Captivation: Want Nothing But You novel Chapter 163

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 163 by Adolf Dunne

Rachel’s eyes appeared really unemotional. “I think you have got the wrong person, sir.” Wallace looked at her, his gaze firm and penetrating. 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 tintinnabulation made Wallace 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. Wallace 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. Wallace 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 had come over him, he was already standing next to Rachel. “You…” Wallace 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? Wallace 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 Wallace stunned once more. “Excuse me, sir, what else can I do for you?” “Nothing!” Wallace’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.” Wallace noticed the displeasure on Rachel’s face. This made him explain even further. “You have a lot in common.” “An old friend you say?” Rachel cast an intentional gaze at him. His heart trembled when Wallace 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!”

Wallace did his best to avoid her gaze. 2 “So, your old friend, where is she now?” Rachel asked him rather flippantly. “She…” Wallace 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 Wallace 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, Wallace’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.” Wallace was stunned by the comment. 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, Wallace 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,” Wallace 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.