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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FitzGerald, what happened to you?” Kristin’s hand came

as she sat on

Rhett’s consciousness was hazy, but he could hear Kristin

awake, he had cut his palm with a shard of a broken

“Kristin…” he murmured.

Kristin cried as she treated his wound.

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

something was off with Rhett who was

gripped his injured hand tightly to maintain consciousness. “The drink was

stood up, intending to change clothes and take Rhett to

he be hurt? But as she was about to get

he had lost his

Only then did she realize she was only

she tried to push Rhett away, her hands trembling with fear.

think she did this on

voice was hoarse as he tried to restrain

not move, her heart

this intimate position, she didn’t feel the need to

voice was hoarse as

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, holding her head as he kissed

that familiar scent on Kristin, the same one that woman carried six years ago.

didn’t dare move as tears streamed down her

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he away

feel bad…” But when he buried his head in her neck, his voice hoarse and

maybe this was all she

Phett so much. How was she

reached for his tie and Kristin

truly was.

the wall his gaze intense as he looked at Kristin, then suddenly stood,

out a gasp, clinging to Rhett her body

to kiss Kristin

hoarse in her voice, shaking as she undid his buttons. “Do we

he traced Kristin and kissed her. “You’ve been running for

couldn’t control her tears, wanting to flee

Rhett was talking about wasn’t her. It was

Hertha? Would

me.” Kristin cried hard, but she couldn’t

constant tears, Rhett comforted her, holding her close. “We

tensed her body, her gaze shifting

misheard, or was

be

against the wall Kristin felt the cold wall on her back and instinctively sought refuge in his