Captivation: Want Nothing But You novel Chapter 178

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 178 by Adolf Dunne

A Death Sentence

Inside the ward The sky was brightening outside. The glowing bright light shifted past the clouds and came in along with the cool autumn breeze. Lukas politely knocked on the door and went inside. He put down the bag he had brought with him and said, “Mr. Sullivan, I brought Miss Bennet her clothes.” “Alright.” Victor’s voice was deep and hoarse from disuse. Lukas lifted his eyes and saw Victor’s tired and disheveled appearance.

“Mr. Sullivan, you are still wearing the same clothes you wore yesterday. Why don’t you change out of them and have a good rest first?” Victor made no move from his position by the bed. His intense eyes were fixated on Rachel, who still had yet to wake up from her coma. His white shirt was covered in blood. Over time, the bright red hue of the blood had turned his shirt into a dull red-brown color.

This was all Rachel’s blood.

Seeing Victor in such a state, Lukas felt sorry for him. How could things have taken such a turn for the worse like this? He recalled last night’s events—Victor shouting at him with Rachel in his arms, his eyes bloodshot. This was the first time he had seen such fear and panic on Victor’s face. Now, Victor was perched on the edge of the bed, his eyes covered in blood streaks, staring openly at Rachel. He could tell that Victor was a mess, so different from the energetic and elegant person he was before. After some time had passed, Victor ordered, “Have the doctor come over.”

“Be sure to bury it well. I want no mention of this at home. Go out and buy a new cat. I want the new cat to look exactly like the old one.” “Will do, sir.” Victor clutched onto Rachel’s hand tightly after he hung up the call. It was only a cat. In the past, human life didn’t matter to him, let alone a cat. But when he found out that the cat was dead, he panicked for no good reason.

As if it was not a cat who died, but him, who was given a death sentence. In no time at all, the doctor arrived. “Mr. Sullivan, what can I help you with?” “When will she regain consciousness again?” Victor turned to look at the doctor and asked. Rachel’s hand in his moved as soon as he was done speaking.