Captivation: Want Nothing But You
Chapter 137

Chapter 137 Choose What to Believe

When Rachel heard what he said, she couldn't help but snort and laugh. “Explain? Victor, I can stilldistinctly remember how much you harped on about not trusting me. You even told me that youwere never going to believe a word that would come out of my mouth. You've already made yourpoint. Why then should I waste my time explaining to you? Or...” Rachel paused for two secondsand narrowed her eyes at Victor before she spoke again.

"Or... do you think you can just toy with everyone? You probably even enjoy the feeling of tramplingon their dignity like it's nothing. Well then, if you replace that more fun, then I will play your game. I'llgladly explain everything and tell you whatever you want to hear. What do you think?” 1 She hadbeen suppressing her anger the entire night. At this moment, however, she finally snapped. After all,this conversation only made her see how ironic it was.

Back then, this man had already made up his mind that he would no longer give credence to herwords. Now, all of a sudden, he was asking her to explain. It felt like a tactic. In this way, he couldturn it around and blame her instead for what he had said and done. He could make it appear thatwhat happened was all her fault because she never explained herself to him, which caused her toinjure her wrist and end up getting threatened repeatedly.

At the end of the day, she basically asked for it. After everything she said, Victor remained silent. Hesimply frowned after hearing her blatant sarcasm. All this time, Rachel thought that he would bepissed off so much that he would just leave. However, a deep, serious voice suddenly came out ofhis mouth. “I guess it won't hurt to believe some of the things you say from now on.”

Just some?

Rachel had been through so much her entire life, yet not once did she meet anyone whodeliberately chose what they wanted to believe. She smiled, but there was no emotion in her eyes.“Wow, Mr. Sullivan. That's so gracious of you. I really appreciate that you're willing to acknowledgemy voice even just a little bit.”

The next afternoon, all the baby stuff that Victor shopped for yesterday got delivered to the SueGarden Rachel stayed under the last surveillance camera for half an hour. When she came back tothe house, she stumbled upon several bags and boxes that were piled up in the living room. Therewere so many that the boxes stood about twice her height. When Lukas caught sight of Rachel, hequickly walked over to greet her. “Welcome back,

Miss Bennet. I was about to send someone to look for you.” “Oh? Did something happen?” Victorhad been working in the study all morning. Following their unpleasant conversation the nightbefore, Rachel opted to give up her initial plan and change it to the afternoon. With a gentle smile,Likas nodded at her.

“These boxes hold the gear and other baby essentials, but there are too many to be put in thebaby’s room right away. I wanted to ask you about the first things you want to put in there beforewe move the other stuff in the storage room.” Only then did Rachel remember that she wentshopping with Victor yesterday for all these baby things. Looking at the boxes towering over them,she felt a little overwhelmed.

They grabbed everything they thought they liked and needed, but they had no idea that they endedup buying so much. Meanwhile, a servant who had started unpacking one of the boxes found a tinyonesie. As soon as she held it up, she couldn't help exclaiming, “This is so cute!” Both Rachel andLukas turned to look in her direction and saw the adorable babywear. It was a yellow one-piecepajama with Pikachu's face on the hood. Unlike any other onesies, it had the character's earsdrooping from the head and a lightning bolt-shaped tail hanging on the back.

Rachel stared at the onesie that the servant held in her hands. She recalled that it was one of herimpulse purchases from the store. Rachel looked at it once and quickly pictured how her babywould look in it, then bought it without thinking twice. When she felt her eyes glimmering at thesight of the adorable jumpsuit, Rachel immediately breathed in deep and centered herself. She thenwalked over to the servant and asked for the Pikachu onesie.

After holding on to it, she turned to Lukas and informed Lukas, “I'll keep this. You can go ahead anddecide what to put in the baby’s room.” “But Miss Bennet, it's the baby's room. Don't you want todecorate it yourself?” When Rachel returned to Sue Garden, Lukas arranged for contractors toremodel the nursery. Thankfully, they already finished it a few days ago. Looking down at the onesiein her hand, Rachel wanted to refuse deep in her mind.

However, after some rethinking, she reckoned that decisively declining him now would make herappear uninterested. Of course, that could arouse unwanted suspicion in Lukas. Lukas noticed theslightest change in her expression, so he tried to alleviate her hesitation by reassuring andencouraging her. “Miss Bennet, I'm sure you're worried that you cannot be around the baby lateron. But when he grows up, I know that the baby will be happy to learn that you personallydecorated this room for him.”

As though a reflex, Rachel's lips twitched when she heard his advice. “Okay.” A smile appeared onLukas's wrinkled face. Without further ado, he instructed the servants to move the baby stuff to thenursery upstairs. Rachel went ahead and checked the baby's room while they unpacked the boxes.Apparently, this was the first time she saw the nursery after it was remodeled. She stood by the doorand looked around the room.

The walls looked so warm yet really cozy, and it was spacious and bright. It even had its ownbathroom and a cloakroom. Since the room had just been fixed, it was still completely empty. Aftera short while, the servant brought in several boxes, opened them one by one, and starteddecorating the room with Rachel. Once they touched it up with organization, the nursery began tolook a lot less empty. “I see you've made swift progress here.

Why don’t you take a rest, Miss Bennet?” Lukas appeared at the door and suggested. In fact, it hadbeen more than an hour but they were not halfway done. For a pretty spacious room, Lukassupposed that it would definitely take a while before they finished decorating and organizing thenursery, so they weren't in a rush. Plus, Rachel was pregnant. She would probably feel exhaustedafter all the work. “It's okay. I'm not tired.”

Rachel was choosing which items to display and line up on the shelves. Back at the store, shegrabbed every piece and bought them without actually considering where it would go. Now, withthe help of the servants, she could take a closer look at the stuff with fresh eyes. Seeing the sparklein her eyes and a subtle smile on her face, Lukas felt glad to see her so interested in something forthe first time. “Alright. Ill ask the kitchen to prepare some refreshments for you.”

Of course, he didn't want to interrupt her, so he didn’t say anything more. Lukas then turned aroundand told a servant to fix Rachel up some snacks. Then he went back inside the nursery andcontinued to help her open the last box, only to replace wooden boards with different lengths andthicknesses scattering all over the floor. After the last piece of wood fell to the floor, a pamphletdropped at Rachel's feet. It was an instruction manual.

Apparently, the last box contained the wooden frames for assembling a crib. Rachel looked at thepicture of the finished crib in the pamphlet and discovered that there was a cartoon character oneach strip of wood. When the crib was completed, the figures would show different expressions.Rachel was too enthralled to see it finished that she wanted to try and assemble the crib herself.When Lukas checked the pamphlet in her hand, his eyes widened. “Miss Bennet, is this going to bethe baby’s crib?” “Yeah.” Rachel nodded and hurriedly handed the manual to Lukas. “Let's assemblethis one first.”

Stunned by her request, Lukas skimmed the manual and recognized how complicated theassembling process was. It would even require the use of a hammer, so he felt a bit worried. “MissBennet, how about letting one of our helpers do it? You might get hurt.” “Lukas, didn’t you just saythat the baby would be happy if I fixed this room for him myself?

Don't worry. I'm not frail. Besides, this shouldn't be too difficult. Ill be okay. It's just a crib.” AlthoughRachel tried to reassure him, Lukas could only frown and look at her injury with utter concern. “Butyour wrist hasn't fully recovered.” “It's fine. I can use my left hand.”

It seemed that he couldn't do anything to stop her, so Lukas had no choice but to acquiesce. “Verywell, then. I'll go get the tools.” Since Rachel insisted, he simply nodded and left. When he walked tothe door, he suddenly remembered something. With furrowed brows, he wondered how Rachelcould work with her left hand when she was right-handed.

Nonetheless, he thought nothing of it and brushed it off. He briskly left the nursery and wentdownstairs to fetch the tools needed for assembling the crib. In her excitement, Rachel studied themanual and organized the planks that went together. She was deeply immersed in the thought ofputting the crib together that she didn't notice the sound of a car pulling up downstairs.