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

Chapter 138

In a hotel room.

Kristin stirred from a heavy slumber, feeling an unusual warmth by her side.

Instinctively snuggling closer to the source of comfort, she abruptly jolted awake as her forehead bumped into Rhett’s chin.

“Ouch.” Rhett winced, rubbing the reddened spot on his jaw,

Panic–stricken, Kristin immediately cupped his face with concern. “Mr. FitzGerald, I’m so sorry.” The awkwardness of their proximity was undeniable as Rhett looked down at her with a resigned expression.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I don’t know how I ended up…” Kristin was on the verge of tears, utterly confused about how she had ended up in Rhett’s embrace.

“We’re legally married now. Isn’t sharing a bed part of marital duties?” Rhett was calm, but his heartbeat quickened at the sight of her tear–rimmed eyes.

In the past, he’d never felt a strong impulse towards any woman, believing his rationality could overcome any carnal desires. Yet now, he understood it was hard to resist the lure.

“I mean,” Kristin stammered to sit up, but Rhett’s hold on her was firm, and she dared not move. Rhett felt his body temperature rising. In this lucid state, he found himself really wanting her body and soul.

“You know. It’s said that if a husband doesn’t share his bed with his wife after marriage, neglecting his duties, it’s a form of abuse and illegal,” Rhett explained, trying to educate Kristin on the matter.

Kristin looked at him, bewildered. “Really?”

“Yep,” Rhett confirmed with a nod.

“So…” Kristin bit her lip, “Does our prenup mention anything about this?”

“No.” Rhett cleared his throat, his voice slightly strained. “Come on and get up. We should get going.”

Kristin dropped her gaze, her mind racing. Rhett was a desirable man, his life was never short of female attention. If Hertha could manipulate him once, she could do it again.

“Could…,” Kristin’s fear of being deemed worthless by Rhett crept in, “Could you maybe… not be with other women? I can do whatever they can.”

The thought of Rhett discarding her terrified her. Whether it was the Haywood family, the Turner family, or Vincent and Nicola, any of them could crush her without effort. Harriet was

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had to

she had shown Rhett. He

even more anxious. She quickly retracted, “I’m sorry. That’s not what I meant. I apologize.”

smile was gentle, but his gaze was

biting her lip hard, took a while before she softly grasped the collar of Rhett’s shirt. “I showed you my

share

looking notably pale as he clearly questioned whether he

cried with fear, choked and grabbed his skirt corner, and

breath, squeezed Kristin’s chin and kissed her.

Rhett stiffly and forgot to breathe

“Are you going to

quickly and panicked to hide.

can you do?” Rhett was also burning his breath. God knew what

lips and raised her trembling hand to

force others.”

head anxiously. “No, I’m not forced, I just can’t help shaking.”

broke into tears, desperately trying

just got out of her control when

tinged with a sob. Kristin wasn’t skilled in the art of pleasing a man,

coming to Silvergrove City and had promised

thinking about the things Harriet had described over the phone made Kristin’s face

the headboard, released her hand, signaling

the buttons of Rhett’s shirt when a knock on the door interrupted

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considering skipping an important bid for a project because of Kristin. He now understood why ancient kings were often led astray by enchantresses,

brimming in her eyes, looked

deep breath, Rhett sat up straight, his voice low.

swallow her up. She had been

mind. How was she any different from those other women?

slipped into the bathroom, splashing her face with cold water to calm

indeed going mad. To ensure Rhett wouldn’t cast her aside and to protect her

think of her now? Would he