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

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

the scrappy bed, promising

him the last piece of cake, telling him to eat it if hungry.

storage room, Kristin showered but still wore her clothes,

the relentless ridicule

Chapter 13

the spectacle Vincent wanted, she’d give

the dress the nanny picked for

Vincent was dressed to the nines

at the sight of him. After all these years, the love was finally

want to wear a dress because of the

her body.

Nothing looked good on her anyway, so she might as well stick to what she had

bothered with Kristin and headed

the car’s back door and got in, huddling in

rearview mirror, momentarily lost in

upon a time, she would always ride shotgun in his car.

for me alone,” she would claim.

he’d dote on her. “Yeah, no other

H

felt like a

lot of Diamond Crest Hotel, and Vincent asked, “If you hadn’t betrayed

weren’t Ms. Turner.”

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weary, Kristin found

when she needed protection the most? He was with Ruby. And he had the nerve to

I owe you nothing.”

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 owe me for the rest of your life!” Vincent was losing control, forcing Kristin

refused to meet his

six years ago. Have you been able to live without a man for these five