Captivation: Want Nothing But You
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.” Wallacelooked at her, his gaze firm and penetrating. He neither responded nor moved. Then, he grabbedher 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 anymisunderstanding?”

At this time, another customer pushed the door open, and the wind bell rang. The tintinnabulationmade Wallace to his senses. His eyes ran a quick check on the waiter and Rachel. After realizingwhat he had just done, he loosened his grip at once. “I... I'm sorry,” he stuttered “It's okay,” Rachelsaid indifferently before walking past him to her seat. Wallace looked down at his hand that held herwrist only a moment ago.

He could still feel the warmth of her skin. She had a faint but captivating fragrance, which was veryfamiliar to him. Prior to perceiving it on her, he had smelled it from Shelia. His gaze remained fixedon Rachel's rear view. He was lost in thoughts again. Apart from the fact that both of them smelledexactly 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 hislegs from moving. Before fully understanding what had come over him, he was already standingnext to Rachel. “You...” Wallace moved his lips and wanted to ask something, but he could not replacethe words to describe what he was feeling. Rachel had already seen his reflection through thewindow. She was not surprised by his existence.

On hearing his voice, she turned around and said unhappily, “Sir, you must be mistaking me forsomeone else. My name is not Shelia.” “Sorry, it wasn't my intention to hurt you earlier. Hope Ididn't? Wallace said to her in a bid to ease himself of the tension. “Not at all.” As soon as Rachelfinished 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 oncemore. “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 withthat?”

Rachel asked frivolously. “Not really! I just didn't expect...” “You didn't expect that there would besomeone with such a weird taste like me. Is that it? Well, perhaps I should bring it to your noticethat 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.” Wallacenoticed the displeasure on Rachel's face. This made him explain even further. “You have a lot incommon.” “An old friend you say?” Rachel cast an intentional gaze at him. His heart trembled whenWallace saw how clear her eyes were. He didn't know why, but a feeling of being seen through anda 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 himrather flippantly. “She...” Wallace paused for a second. “Sadly, she passed away. That's why I couldn'thelp grabbing your hand. It was a very impulsive reaction on my part, given that you reminded meof her so much. I'm sorry that I scared you.” “I see.” 1 Wallace feigned a smile and was about to saysomething 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.” Wallacewas stunned by the comment. His mouth opened. But he was short of words. “It's just my honestopinion. 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 aboutto leave. Somehow, Wallace blocked her way again. “What is it now?” Rachel looked at him in utterconfusion. “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.

Having noticed the favorable change in her countenance, Wallace also smiled and said, “Then, youwouldn't mind ordering some more, would you?” Rachel pretended to be hesitant. She took a peekat the time on the screen and said reluctantly, “You really do insist, don't you?” Both of them satface to face.

Wallace waved to the waiter and handed her the menu. “Yes, I do. Now, you have to make

an order.”

Rachel gave the menu back to the waiter without even looking at it. “Bring us the most expensiveand delicious desserts here.” “Miss, we have more than ten different specialties. Are you sure youwant all of them?” Rachel then looked at Wallace. Wallace understood exactly what the look meant."Yes, all of them,” he said. The waiter smiled and said, “Okay, as you please.” Wallace looked atRachel and asked, “Will you be able to finish them all up?” “I can pack the rest up, can't I?" Racheltook a sip of warm water. “Or do you mind if I do that?”

"Of course not! If you think it's not enough, you are free to order some more.” “Aren’t you afraidthat I might just keep ordering till you go bankrupt?” Rachel glanced at the computer bag besidehis leg. There was a smile on her face. “I won't hesitate to go bankrupt for a beauty like youActually, it would be an honor!” On hearing the statement, she sneered inwardly. “I didn’t know hewas so glib." If he had said such words when he was trying to get her attention, she would haverefused without thinking twice. There was a widespread saying about women being born actors. Butmen should also be included.

“Is that what you say to any woman you meet?” Rachel asked and leaned back. “Of course not! Imean it for real.” In fact, Wallace could not say what was wrong with him. He was very aware of thefact that the person in front of him was not Shelia. But something in him still wanted to spend sometime with her. She and Shelia had so much in common, ranging from their habits to the way theytalked. Shelia had died.

She was the person he loved and hated the most. There were times when something in him hadhoped for her to die. But when she really did, his whole being felt an irreparable loss. Not for oncedid she ever say she loved him. She never looked at him in the eye! This contradictory emotion hadbeen suppressed in his heart for a long time. He had been unable to eliminate it.

Wallace was pulled out of the depth of his thoughts when his phone rang. He looked at the callerID, and it was Tara. It ought to be because she didn't see him after coming out of the ladies’ room. Afrown soon appeared on his face when he looked at the name on the screen. Still, the call was leftunattended to. “Arent you going to take your call?”

Rachel looked at him. She then saw Tara who had a phone placed close to her ear, just by the door.Wallace muted the phone. “It's only a crank call!” “Oh! If you say so.” After a while, the order wasserved. Soon, the table was filled with all kinds of desserts and drinks. Out of the corner of her eye,Rachel glanced at Tara, who was still busy making phone calls to Wallace. And a smile appeared onher face. There was an awkward clinking sound.

She loosened her hand and a fork fell to the floor. “I'll just go get another one,” Rachel said andexcused herself. Tara kept calling until Wallace grew really impatient. But he didn't want the lady infront of him to go get the fork herself. So he stopped her. “I'll go. Just sit and have something todrink.” Rachel's steady glance remained focused on him. She was silent for a while. “Okay.” Then,she took her seat again. Wallace smiled at her before turning to the checkout counter.

As soon as he was no longer looking, the smile on Rachel's face disappeared, and her face turnedcold. She quickly stood up, went to Wallace's seat and opened his computer bag. Thereafter, a smallpiece of unremarkable chip was placed at the bottom of his laptop. The whole process was finishedin less than ten seconds.

Soon, Wallace came back with a fork in his hand. “Here is another fork.” He handed it over to Rachel.“Thank you very much.” Rachel smiled at him and was about to take it when someone else's handsuddenly stopped her and knocked off the fork. “What are you doing?” Tara asked in a very angrytone.