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

Chapter 136

Rhett was uncompromising when it came to Kristin’s health. “Down the medicine, then you can have breakfast,” he insisted, jostling her awake even as he lifted her in his arms.

After all, being sick meant she had to treat it promptly with medication and a good meal. Otherwise, her recovery would be slow due to a weakened immune system.

“I’m so tired…” Kristin murmured truthfully, yearning for sleep.

Sick and feverish, she felt heavy and continued to rest her head against Rhett’s chest.

With a sigh, Rhett carried her to the dining table, coaxing her to eat first.

Kristin was burning up her body, her breath hot against his skin.

Rhett felt a pang of guilt, but it was mostly self–reproach.

Had he been too rough with her last night?

“Mr. FitzGerald.” York called from outside, knocking at the door.

Kristin, groggy and startled, jerked upright so fiercely she nearly fell.

With a protective arm, Rhett steadied her and gave her hair a gentle ruffle. “Have something to eat and take your medicine.”

Kristin quickened her heartbeat, her cheeks flushing visibly. She was mortified. What had she just done in front of Mr. FitzGerald?

Seeing Rhett’s indifferent expression as he stood to answer the door allowed Kristin to breathe a sigh of relief.

“I’ve handled the hotel staff and found the leaders involved. It was Randall who coerced them into acting against us.” York whispered, wary of Rhett’s anger.

But Rhett was already fuming.

His own hotel should be a place

of comfort and safety.

“What about the receptionists involved? Are we firing everyone?” York asked tentatively.

“What use is there in keeping them?” Rhett’s voice was low.

“Kris, they were just following orders, you wouldn’t blame them, right?” York, ever the gallant despite his single status, felt for the weeping beauties at the front desk and turned to Kristin for support.

Kristin, her head heavy, looked up in confusion. “What?”

“As for the receptionists from last night who tried to stop you from entering the hotel, what should we do with them?” Rhett asked, respecting Kristin’s opinion.

“Last night… Kristin recalled the incident where she was suspected of being a whore and

barred from entry. “They were just doing their job and seemed quite dedicated.”

Rhett frowned, letting out a sigh. Being too kindhearted wasn’t always a good thing in the business world,

their behalf,” Rhett instructed

eyeing the breakfast spread. “Kris, you can’t finish all this by yourself. I’m starving after rushing back. Mind if I join

off hastily. “No,

Rhett warned York

retorted, “Mr. FitzGerald, don’t be so petty. When Kristin’s sick, you run

on her spoon and looked up at Rhett in

her gaze, his

and focused on

up, you’re too thin.” York continued to fuss,

appetite and feeling tense, refused. “I can’t.”

quite spirited. Maybe you should accompany Vincent to supervise the desert project.” Rhett

of the

e got.

and quickly stood, grabbing a few pancakes and leaving. “Mr. FitzGerald, I’m off to work. You can’t be without me.”

York had left, Rhett cleared Kristin’s plate and replaced it with lighter fare. “Don’t eat anything too greasy. Have some oatmeal and salad, take your medicine, then go

the tenderness Rhett was showing her.

nice? Was this a

to trust

a bowl of oatmeal, she cradled a glass of

medicine.

Rhett asked, noticing

she shook

could medicine

Turner family, Kristin dreaded getting

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an IV than swallow pills.

time she was sick, Clarence had to coax

medicine was the bitterest thing in the world until she

did Kristin realize that medicine wasn’t

was far

offering her a

burned even hotter, and she felt

it’s bitter, have some candy.” Rhett murmured soothingly.

Rhett, panic setting in.

happening? She felt like she was in deep

was really starting to have feelings for Rhett that she shouldn’t.

seemed Hertha had seen right through

FitzGerald, you should rest. I’ll just sleep

bidding.”

an accident. Does it bother

they were married, he intended to take

his past. As a matter