Chapter 29

Kristin was staring at Rhett like a deer in headlights, her fingers tingling like crazy

Rhett looked at her and reached out “Give me your hand

Like she was possessed or something, Kristin moved her hand toward him, but then she snatched it back just before touching him, shrinking away in fear “Dirty I’m dirty”

She felt filthy and unworthy as if she’d contaminate Rhett

In her eyes, Rhett was Mr. Perfect, a god like figure. She shouldn’t tarnish him, not even a

little bit

Rhett frowned again, not sure why he was even bothering with her. “Put it on yourself, or you’ll

scar

Kristin was pale as a ghost, her fingers delicate and soft, making the burn look more shocking.

She was like a pristine piece of art, stunning but oh–so–fragile.

Scared, Kristin watched Rhett, reached out to snatch the ointment quickly, and curled back

  1. up.

A grin tugged at Rhett’s lips. She reminded him of a defensive stray cat on the streets, always on high alert, paws at the ready, but too scared to throw a swipe.

What was she so scared of? That kid named Summer?

Outside, Vincent pushed

yanked the curtains closed to hide Kristin, giving Vincent the cold eye. “Ever heard of knocking?”

was stunned, quickly lowering his head and whispering,

behind my back and contact Mr. Bryce at Aurora

tone.

head down, scrambling to explain, “Rhett, Caleb is Eve’s husband and part of the FitzGerald family. I just wanted to help him and didn’t mean to keep you in

head high. With Rhett around, he

Vincent, who was not too

quietly. Her heart was

the family would be better off without Rhett, even

Vincent, telling him to stop comparing since they both had their strengths.

her hand, Kristin fell silent for a

Rhett could protect her, Summer, and

by her thoughts, Kristin hugged herself, breathing rapidly.

as her even think

would only make things a hundred times

ridiculous it was to dare to

Gladstone family’s mess wasn’t that simple. We’d best steer clear of it. You

family,” Vincent mumbled an

out a mocking

bold in the past, and no one could save them now. When the collapse came, Vincent and Holcomb would be

FitzGerald family’s name through the mud,” Rhett warned Vincent.

his fists, head bowed, “Yes…”

out,” Rhett said, glancing behind the curtain

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