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.

room, she made him promise not to

on the scrappy bed,

piece of cake, telling him

Kristin showered but still wore her clothes, waiting in the courtyard for

knew she would face the

Chapter 13

was the spectacle Vincent wanted, she’d give it to him.

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

so Vincent was dressed to the nines in a

no longer racing at the sight of him. After all these

want to wear a dress because of the many scars that marred

her body.

looked good on her anyway, so she might as

with Kristin and headed straight for the

cautiously opened the car’s back door and

in the rearview

would always ride shotgun

seat is reserved for me alone,”

he’d dote on her. “Yeah, no other woman is allowed in my passenger seat.

H

back, it felt like

Diamond Crest Hotel, and Vincent asked,

weren’t Ms. Turner.”

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found Vincent’s words

most? He was with Ruby. And he had the

the Turner family. I owe Ruby big time. But Vincent, I owe you nothing.” Kristin took a deep breath,

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 owe me for the rest

to meet

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

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