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

Chapter 32

Kristin was squirming on the spot, gripping her hands tightly in anxiety. She didn’t dare get in

the car.

“Thank… thanks, but no. I’ll pass Kristin waved her hand stiffly

Rhett didn’t say much. He was about to take off, but catching a glimpse of Kristin hobbling sway in the rearview mirror, he felt an annoying itch he couldn’t scratch.

Kristin didn’t go home. She was a hot mess and had wounds on her face and hands. Garner would freak out if he saw her like this

Getting her family worried when one couldn’t change things only added to the headache.

Kristin was the Turner family’s golden girl back then, so she had never tasted much injustice. or hardship growing up.

She was cocooned in too much care, basking in the sun, clueless about the darkness in the trenches

After losing everything, she got the joke that rebelling was just a laughable act of futility for someone without a powerful background.

Finding a bench in a nearby park, Kristin touched her forehead and slowly lay down.

Her head was spinning.

At this rate, she’d probably check out a bit sooner.

While looking at her scalded hand, Kristin’s gaze went distant.

Did it hurt? She’d become numb to it.

When Vincent misunderstood her before, it felt like the end of the world. But now, it was just

for the course.

thought they loved each other deeply, yet such vile treatment

love.

Vincent would’ve been one of the bullies leading the charge against her if she hadn’t been Ms. Turner

true colors were anything but

all pure and innocent, luring the boys in. Strip her

you’re doing? I’ll tell the teacher.”

heard you’ve got several boyfriends outside school, much for being pure and innocent.”

10:30

school, rumors and gossip could

of her looks, others of the attention she got

my girl. If anyone touches her again, try

Later, Vincent sat on her desk, reaching out his hand to

cautiously reached out, only to be yanked into the abyss by Vincent.

again. It was a nightmare

City wasn’t too cold, but the night wind cut to the

wrapping herself tightly.

“Get up.”

Kristin thought she saw a figure standing in the park lights, backlit, looking like a

Kristin asked hoarsely, probably hallucinating from the fever.

the man replied in

closed her eyes. “I’m going to hell, right?”

“Why?”

dead a long time ago…” Kristin’s voice was raspy.

ago if it weren’t for her mom’s desperate swap of her and Ruby’s lives and if she hadn’t stayed with the Turner family and had the heart. surgery.

like defying fate.

go to hell.