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,

say Kristin pleaded on their behalf,” Rhett instructed York to

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

him off hastily.

mind. Beat it,” Rhett warned York to keep his distance

Kristin’s sick, you run out to get

and looked up at Rhett in surprise. Had Rhett

met her gaze, his eyes intense.

down and focused on

you’re too thin.” York continued to fuss, offering Kristin some

appetite and feeling tense, refused. “I

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

transfer York out of the

e got.

and quickly stood, grabbing a few pancakes and leaving. “Mr. FitzGerald, I’m

“Don’t eat anything too greasy. Have some oatmeal and salad, take your medicine, then go to

felt dizzy, unable to believe the tenderness

was he being so nice? Was this a figment of her imagination, or was

was afraid to trust

of oatmeal, she cradled a glass of water to wash down her

medicine.

it bitter?” Rhett asked, noticing her reddening

she shook

could medicine be

with the Turner family, Kristin dreaded getting sick because it meant

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sick, Clarence had to coax her for a long time

the world until she left the Turner family and ended

then did Kristin realize that medicine wasn’t bitter at

was far more

Rhett offering her a piece of candy, sweet and milky, dissolving the bitter taste

burned even hotter, and she felt the tears

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

stared at Rhett,

happening? She felt like

really starting to have feelings

Hertha had seen

and headed for the bed. “Mr. FitzGerald, you should rest. I’ll just sleep a

bidding.”

ago was an accident. Does it bother you?” Rhett asked

As they

he needed to come clean about his past. As a