When the Boss’ Lady Became His Sister-in-law

Chapter 2

Everything went black momentarily, and Kristin was shoved into a car, huddled in a corner, shaking in utter despair.

There was no way she could donate a kidney. It would kill her, and she couldn’t afford to die.

“Kristin, how’s prison life been treating you these past five years?” Vincent eyed the woman curled up in the corner, who had long lost the pride she once carried. He couldn’t quite put his finger on the mix of emotions brewing inside him.

Kristin flinched, perhaps a reflex born from being bullied behind bars. She hugged her head in fear.

*Cat’s got your tongue, huh?” Vincent looked at Kristin with disgust, grabbing her chin, the dark red blood on her forehead stark against her pale face.

“Please…” Kristin’s voice shook, her eyes filled with despair and resentment.

Thanks to Vincent, her time in prison was a living hell.

On the day she was released, a cellmate who couldn’t stand to see her mistreated any longer spilled the beans. Vincent’s people had paid her to ensure Kristin ‘got special attention‘ during those five years.

Vincent’s Adam’s apple bobbed with disgust as he pushed her away after looking at the bruises on her face.

How disgusting it was.

Kristin numbly watched Vincent, the man she had once loved with all her youth, unable to stir any emotion in her anymore.

She had long stopped loving him.

The car arrived at Silvergrove Hospital.

dragged Kristin out of the car.

with Vincent, kneeling on the ground and begging him. Endless beating during the years in

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can’t donate my kidney. I’m not eligible. I can make amends and

kept begging and knocking her forehead on the ground, she knew she had no powerful family to back her up. She knew Vincent and the Turner family could squash her like a bug if they wanted to.

her to suffer, and she had to outdo

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out her next

to Kristin that neither Vincent nor the Turner family

She had her reasons.

a complexity of emotions, seemingly taken aback by the sight of the once

to Ruby, right?

her childhood, she

looked on coldly. “This is what you owe Ruby. You would’ve been

she slumped to the ground, powerless. “Can I make amends in some other

chance?” Vincent scoffed. “Kristin, you think a five–year stint in prison can wipe the slate clean? Have you forgotten what you did to

to remember the hell from five years ago, nor did she have the

Clarence, once her sworn protector, heartlessly cast her into another man’s bed.

by extension, her fiancé Vincent belonged

Vincent to catch her in the act…

a setup by Ruby

the victim, the true heiress. People believed whatever she said. And nobody would believe a word from Kristin,