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 away covered in

anxiously checking for wounds as she sat on the floor

a cut on my palm.” Rhett’s consciousness was hazy, but he could hear Kristin crying. Her voice was what finally made him

cut his palm with a

“Kristin…” he murmured.

cried as

you leave me behind?” Rhett had come with anger,

you to the hospital.” Kristin noticed something was off with Rhett

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

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

be hurt? But as she was about to get up, Rhett suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her

lost his rationality.

terrified, her whole body shaking. Only then did she realize she was only in a

she tried to push Rhett away, her hands trembling

think she did this on purpose?

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

not move, her

illusion? She resisted all men, but with Rhett in this intimate

hoarse as he held Kristin tighter.

of sympathy. “The drink tonight…” Feeling the heat of his breath, Kristin realized, the drink must have been tampered with. “Why did you

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

tears

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wanted to push he away but

in her neck, his voice hoarse and gained, Kristin inexplicably

was dirty, unworthy of Rhett But maybe this was all she

Phett so much. How was

and

she truly was.

as he looked at Kristin, then suddenly stood, holding her in one arm.

clinging to Rhett

wanted to kiss Kristin but

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

Kristin and kissed her. “You’ve been

tears, wanting to

was talking about wasn’t her. It was hetta

Would that

me.” Kristin cried hard,

Kristin’s constant tears, Rhett comforted her, holding her close.

her body, her gaze shifting to Rhett in shock.

misheard, or was she overthinking?

must be the

Kristin felt the cold wall on her