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

Chapter 171

Rhett’s consciousness was fuzzy, and his grip on Kristin’s hand tightened, but he didn’t speak.

“Rhett, how are you feeling?” Kristin panicked, fearfully feeling Rhett’s forehead. “Let me go get the thermometer, okay?”

“No need.” Rhett’s voice was low. He clung to Kristin and was unwilling to let her go.

Kristin was shocked, left to cajole Rhett like one would soothe a child. “Be good. I’ll get the thermometer and some fever patches.”

Rhett grunted, refusing to release her.

Kristin had no choice but to pry his hands away forcefully. But as she tried to get up, noticed Rhett was clutching her shirt in his fist.

she

Kristin smiled helplessly. Rhett turned into such a child when he was sick. Even Summer wasn’t this clingy.

The contrast was astounding.

“Don’t leave me alone…” Rhett’s voice was faint. He might have fallen asleep.

Kristin turned to look at Rhett.

In the outside world, Rhett always appeared aloof, ruthless in his methods, swift and

decisive.

He had built his own company, elevating the FitzGerald Group to its current heights. His capabilities were unquestionable.

Losing his mother in his teens, unloved by his father, tormented by a stepmother, he had walked this path alone.

In truth, Rhett craved love but resisted everyone’s affection.

After fetching the thermometer, Kristin measured his forehead’s temperature. It read 102.8 degrees, a high fever.

She brewed some fever reducer and approached with fever patches in hand.

“Rhett? How about taking the medicine before you sleep?” Kristin whispered soothingly.

Rhett furrowed his brow, unwilling to move.

He rarely fell ill from childhood and never kept medicine at home. After Kristin came into his life, fearing she might get sick, he started to stock up on cold remedies, which ironically came in handy for himself.

Rhett felt a bit guilty. His illness might have resulted from anxiety.

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always reslated medication since childhood. It was too bitter, and with his excellent health condition, he never needed it. Sleep was

Kristin Insisted on him taking the medicine, especially since the mercury thermometer read 102 degrees.

was a

Rhett wouldn’t comply, Kristin attempted to lift him.

and Kristin

pulled her close, pinning her beneath him. “You started this…

raspy but

the world of adults, pleasure was not so taboo, especially for someone like Rhett, who had been chaste for over two decades, and suddenly tasting sweetness was

Kristin said,

for taking my medicine nicely?” Rhett

To coax him into taking the medicine,

out will help…” Rhett

making sense.” Kristin’s heart

of the bitter

leaning down to kiss Kristin.

his mouth, but after the bitterness came a sweet

those who had tasted the bitterness of

medicine.

desire for Kristin reached its

had he

ask

Kristin’s eyes

welled up, her embrace tightening around

was madness. It seemed everyone had

burning hot. Kristin felt feverish, too, and her soul

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of passion was torment for Kristin. She constantly reminded herself

body and soul felt

had no strength to argue whether she was branded a fallen woman or criticized for

felt too dirty for someone like Rhett.

for Rhett’s desires, perhaps that was valuable enough.

up aching all over the following

Kristin sat up in fear, and

to wash up, panicking that she didn’t have time to prepare breakfast for the

Kristin caught

Summer was as supportive

Daddy made eggs.”

at Rhett bustling in the kitchen, the corporate titan making

rushed over, only to find Rhett had

simple sandwiches, overcooked eggs, and a warm glass of milk for