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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you?” Kristin’s hand came away covered in blood,

checking for wounds as she sat on the floor

but he could hear Kristin crying.

his palm with a shard of a broken

“Kristin…” he murmured.

Kristin cried as she treated his wound.

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

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

injured hand tightly to maintain consciousness. “The drink

tears, disoriented. She stood up, intending to

this happen? How could he be hurt? But as she was about to get up, Rhett suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his embrace

he had lost

terrified, her whole body shaking. Only then did she realize she

to push Rhett

Rhett think she did this on purpose?

he tried to restrain

dared not move, her

all men, but with Rhett in this intimate

was hoarse as

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, holding

must have lost control picking up that familiar scent on Kristin, the same one that woman carried six years ago.

move as tears streamed down

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to push he away but

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

But maybe

much. How was she to

his tie and Kristin felt she

truly

wall his gaze intense as he looked at Kristin, then

out a gasp, clinging to Rhett

Kristin

shaking as she

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

her tears, wanting

the person Rhett was talking about

call Hertha? Would that be

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

her, holding her close. “We re

her body, her gaze shifting to Rhett in

or

must be

wall on her back and instinctively