Captivation: Want Nothing But You
Chapter 1493

“Boss, this is…”

Rachel looked at where Quintin was staring and said calmly, “Yes, that’s from Abby.

It’s her gift to Joey.”

When Abby was dying, she held onto this wooden pendant tightly.

Then, this morning, Rachel decided to smoothen the edges of the wooden pendant and tied it on the red string, so that she could let

Joey wear it.

Looking at the wooden pendant, Quintin couldn’t help but have mixed feelings.

He had always known that the main cause of Rachel’s postpartum depression was Abby.

Although Rachel looked fine on the surface, she always felt sorry and guilty for Abby.

Because of what happened to Abby, Rachel felt that her heart was pierced repeatedly.

He remembered what the doctor said to him before.

“Rachel’s condition is not as good as before.

Although she finally gained consciousness, having this severe postpartum depression is more painful.

Her condition is totally out of her control.

Whether physically or mentally, patients who suffer from depression tend to easily break down.

Once her negative emotion takes over, there is no telling what she may do.

The worst case is that she may think of committing suicide.

Right now, she’s undergoing some serious test that feels like torture for her.

Just by choosing to stay here means that she’s being very courageous.”

Taking a deep breath, Quintin slightly shook his head to pull his thoughts back.

“Boss, there is a dinner party tomorrow.

Since you haven’t gone out for a long time, how about we go there together tomorrow?”

“No,” Rachel replied quickly this time.

Quintin wasn’t surprised by her answer.

At the same time, he didn’t insist on asking her to go.

Instead, he pulled a chair over and sat down, supporting his chin with his hand.

“Hmm, no.

I won’t go either.

Besides, the party is not that interesting, so I’d rather stay here and play with Joey.”

Rachel glanced at him but said nothing.

Eventually, winter came again.

Rachel stayed in the ward for a whole year and finally left the hospital just before winter arrived.

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, Quintin drove around the seaside road with Rachel and Joey, who was now able to occasionally stand up and take a few steps.

Finally, they arrived at a small villa.

“Boss, here’s the key.” Quintin stopped the car, got out, opened the door for Rachel, and handed her the key to the villa.

After a full year’s treatment, Rachel’s postpartum depression had fortunately gotten a little better, but it seemed that she became more indifferent than usual.

She took a glance at the key and Looked at Quintin with slight confusion in her eyes.

Quintin quickly explained, “I bought this villa a year ago.

Didn’t you tell me before that you wanted a villa with a small garden? So,

I asked someone to buy this small villa some time ago.

Come on.

Look at the small garden and the villa’s layout.

Don’t you like it?”

The villa bought a year ago was now finally ushering in the new owner.

Quintin carried Joey in his arms, while Rachel stood beside the car, intently looking at the scene in front of her.

After a few seconds, she pursed her pink lips and said, “Yes.”