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

Chapter 133

Why bother to to ruin Rhett and Hertha’s enjoyable evening?

With tears in her eyes, Kristin numbly made her way to her room.

What was she so upset about?

Six years ago, when Ruby had stormed into the hotel with Vincent to catch a cheater, Kristin didn’t seem nearly as distraught as she felt now when Vincent had doubted her.

Insecurity, helplessness and fear all crashed down on her in an instant.

The moment Hertha suggested her feelings for Rhett, Kristin panicked.

Kristin feared her feelings being discovered by others, especially Rhett. She couldn’t let Rhett

know…

Her liking Rhett felt like a contamination of him.

“Kristin, don’t turn yourself into a laughing stock again…”

She felt like the punchline of a joke.

Just because Rhett was different from the others, she foolishly fluttered her heart.

Disgusting… Kristin felt repulsed by herself.

She should take a hard look at herself in the mirror and assess if she was even deserving.

Once in her room, Kristin tried desperately to stay composed, but it seemed like her illness was flaring up again.

Her limbs stiffened, her breathing grew laboured.

She hid in the bathroom, turning on the shower to rinse endlessly, feeling dirty, unworthy of

anyone.

Anxiously biting her lip, Kristin didn’t even notice when she drew blood.

How could she like Rhett? Impossible.

An impatient knocking came from outside the door.

Kristin thought she was hallucinating. Turning off the shower, she wrapped a towel around herself and walked stiffly to the door.

“Open up…” It was Rhett’s voice on the other side tinged with irritation and anger. Kristin opened the door in a panic, momentarily forgetting her drenched state. As soon as the door cracked open, Rhett stumbled in, falling on top of Kristin. She frantically tried to support Rhett, smelling the strong scent of blood on him.

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Kristin’s hand came away covered in

Kristin sobbed, anxiously checking for wounds as she sat on the floor with

Rhett’s consciousness was hazy, but he could hear Kristin crying. Her voice was what

palm with

“Kristin…” he murmured.

here.” Kristin cried as she treated his

this month. How could you leave me behind?” Rhett had come with anger, but at the sight of Kristin’s tears, his

noticed something was off with Rhett who was definitely not just

tightly to maintain consciousness. “The drink

burst into tears, disoriented. She stood up, intending to change clothes and take

But as she was about to get up, Rhett suddenly grabbed

he had lost his

shaking. Only then did she realize she was only in

as she tried to push Rhett away, her hands trembling with

did this on

he tried to restrain himself. “I feel terrible…”

not move, her

an illusion? She resisted all men, but with Rhett in this intimate position, she didn’t feel

hoarse as he

a beat and she felt an unexpected pang of sympathy. “The drink tonight…” Feeling the heat of his breath, Kristin realized, the drink must have been tampered with. “Why did you run…” Rhett had lost all sense of reason,

control picking up that familiar scent on Kristin, the same one that woman carried

as tears streamed down

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to push he away but

head in her neck, his voice hoarse and gained, Kristin inexplicably lifted her hand to

of Rhett But maybe this was

so much. How

reached for his tie and Kristin felt she was going mad.

she truly was.

gaze intense as he looked at Kristin, then suddenly stood, holding her in one

out a gasp, clinging to Rhett her body

kiss Kristin

shaking as she undid his buttons. “Do we

and kissed her. “You’ve been running for six years, huh?”

couldn’t control her tears, wanting to flee in fear.

person Rhett was talking

Would that be

not… not me.” Kristin cried hard, but

of Kristin’s constant tears, Rhett comforted her, holding

her gaze shifting

misheard, or

must be the

felt the cold wall