Chapter 13

Vincent shot Kristin a frowning glance. “Where do you think you’re heading off to?”

Kristin looked down and started to back away with Summer in tow. “Nowhere. Didn’t have a place in mind.”

Vincent’s expression was foul as he warned her with his gaze. “Put the kid down. Take a shower, change your clothes, and come with me.”

Tightly gripping Summer, Kristin stepped back, fear lacing her voice as she stammered, “I don’t want to go.”

“Today is Ruby’s birthday. Regardless of your feelings, you are going!” Vincent’s voice echoed. icy cold.

Kristin looked at Vincent, panic–stricken. “I… I’m not going…”

“Kristin, don’t push your luck. Ruby’s not well, and she’s very kind to have invited you. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.” Vincent was coaxing Kristin to attend because he didn’t want to upset Ruby.

Kristin was trembling.

It was Ruby’s birthday. And it was her birthday, too.

Yet, she had forgotten her own because she didn’t feel deserving of celebrating it and was even

afraid to.

Sometimes, Kristin wished she could have died on the day she was born.

But life doesn’t deal with what–ifs.

“Vincent… please, can I not go?” Kristin pleaded softly.

Was he killing her? Wasn’t giving up a kidney enough for him?

“Don’t make me repeat myself.” Vincent’s voice was a cold threat.

Kristin knew she couldn’t dodge this bullet.

the storage room, she made him promise not to wander off and

situated himself on the scrappy bed, promising to wait for his

the last piece of cake, telling him to eat

leaving the storage room, Kristin showered but still wore

she would face the relentless

Chapter 13

was the spectacle Vincent wanted, she’d give

the dress the nanny picked for you?” Vincent came out, looking at Kristin with disgust.

was Ruby’s birthday, so Vincent was dressed to the nines in a designer suit, looking

her heart no longer racing at the sight of him. After all these years, the love was

used to them.” She didn’t want to wear a dress because of the many

her body.

so she might as well stick to what she had

bothered with Kristin and headed straight for the

opened the car’s back door and got in, huddling in the farthest corner.

Kristin in the rearview mirror, momentarily

would always ride shotgun

seat is reserved for me

no other

H

like a cruel

you ever regretted it?” The car parked in the underground lot of Diamond Crest Hotel, and Vincent asked, “If you

weren’t Ms. Turner.”

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weary, Kristin found Vincent’s words laughable.

most? He was with Ruby.

I owe you

Vincent got out of the car, grabbed her wrist, and slammed her against the wall, pinning her down. “You owe me nothing? You slept with some nobody and had his lowlife kid. How dare you say you owe me nothing? Kristin, you

refused to meet

word by word, “You were so desperate six years ago. Have you been able to live without a

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