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

Chapter 35

The FitzGerald family.

Kristin had no money and had to run from the hospital to the FitzGerald’s Mansion. The clock was ticking past 8:35.

She was five minutes late to her job.

Vincent looked like he was waiting on purpose in the yard, wearing a nasty scowl.

“You’re late. Vincent checked his watch, his voice low and heavy

Kristin hung her head and made for the house. She was only there to take care of Ruby. There was no need to play into Vincent’s drama.

“Hold it right there.” Vincent reached out to stop Kristin. I’m asking you one last time. Who is

that man?”

He was obsessed with knowing who the guy was to have made Kristin cheat on him.

If it wasn’t Caleb, then who? Tam?

But he’d checked, and it wasn’t Tam.

Too many faces were at that hotel that night, and Vincent couldn’t put his finger on the guy.

Not many in Kristin’s circle would dare have a secret fling with her.

“I’d like to know that, too,” Kristin said, pushing his hand away.

still playing dumb at this point.” Vincent glared at her, anger bubbling

heart, too, but even if she couldn’t bring herself to say them, she felt like calling him a

never thought Vincent was this

he wouldn’t believe her no matter what she said, just hellbent on the idea that she was protecting that guy, unwilling to spill

dare let them out. She could only

couldn’t afford to

all these years,” Vincent said with a sarcastic chuckle. “I’ve

head in silence, then looked up at Vincent. “What chances?”

for you to come clean and tell me who that

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matter how much it hurt to fat her,

like

on knowing who he is? Are you mad that I betrayed you, or you can’t stand net koowing whe outshone you, made me unable to resist being with him, betraying you?” Kustm was usually light lipped, fearing any word might bring disaster.

went mute in prison and could go months without uttering a word. If it weren’t for the stink trying to engage her in conversation, she could go a whole year silent.

make any difference? Vincent looked at Kristin with disgust. Tell me who he

What do you want me to say

years. Before going to prison, Kristin kept explaining,

her? No. He just kept on hurting her, pushing her deeper

abyss.

was infuriated by Kristin, hating her defeated demeanor and the lack of light in her eyes. Though timid and meek, she

so cheerful, proud like a swan,

devoid of light or emotion. Nothing

made Vincent even angrier.

are you late?” Before Vincent could press Kristin further about the man from the