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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what happened to you?” Kristin’s hand came

checking for wounds as she sat on the

hazy, but he could hear

had cut his palm

“Kristin…” he murmured.

here.” Kristin cried as she treated

Rhett had come with anger, but at the sight

take you to the hospital.” Kristin noticed something was off with Rhett who was definitely not just drunk.

hand tightly to maintain consciousness. “The drink

disoriented. She stood up, intending to change clothes and take Rhett to the

to get up, Rhett suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his embrace

had lost his rationality.

FitzGerald…” Kristin was terrified, her whole body shaking. Only then

tried to push Rhett away, her hands

she did this

voice was hoarse as he

not move, her heart pounding.

illusion? She resisted all men, but with Rhett in this intimate position, she didn’t feel the need to push him

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.

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

move as tears streamed down her face.

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desperately wanted to push he away but

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

But maybe this was

so much. How

for his tie and

truly

gaze intense as he looked at Kristin, then

clinging to Rhett her body shaking

to kiss Kristin

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

run again.” Rhett was commanding as he traced Kristin and kissed her. “You’ve been running for six years,

her tears, wanting to flee in fear.

Rhett was talking about

Hertha? Would that

not me.” Kristin cried hard,

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

gaze shifting to Rhett in shock.

or was she

must be

felt the cold wall on her back and