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

Chapter 2

Everything went black momentarily, and Kristin was shoved into a car, huddled in a corner, shaking in utter despair.

There was no way she could donate a kidney. It would kill her, and she couldn’t afford to die.

“Kristin, how’s prison life been treating you these past five years?” Vincent eyed the woman curled up in the corner, who had long lost the pride she once carried. He couldn’t quite put his finger on the mix of emotions brewing inside him.

Kristin flinched, perhaps a reflex born from being bullied behind bars. She hugged her head in fear.

*Cat’s got your tongue, huh?” Vincent looked at Kristin with disgust, grabbing her chin, the dark red blood on her forehead stark against her pale face.

“Please…” Kristin’s voice shook, her eyes filled with despair and resentment.

Thanks to Vincent, her time in prison was a living hell.

On the day she was released, a cellmate who couldn’t stand to see her mistreated any longer spilled the beans. Vincent’s people had paid her to ensure Kristin ‘got special attention‘ during those five years.

Vincent’s Adam’s apple bobbed with disgust as he pushed her away after looking at the bruises on her face.

How disgusting it was.

Kristin numbly watched Vincent, the man she had once loved with all her youth, unable to stir any emotion in her anymore.

She had long stopped loving him.

The car arrived at Silvergrove Hospital.

out of the car.

the ground and begging him. Endless beating during the years in prison

f

donate my kidney. I’m not eligible. I can make

back her up. She knew Vincent and the Turner family could squash her like a

wanted her to suffer, and she had to outdo their expectations to cling to

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figure out her

the Turner

had to survive. She had her

a complexity of emotions, seemingly taken aback by the sight of the once lofty Ms. Turner in such a pitiful, lowly state.

can donate a kidney to Ruby, right? Clarence, I’m begging

after surgery in her childhood, she couldn’t withstand the

knew that yet he looked on coldly. “This is what you owe Ruby. You would’ve been dead a

before she slumped to the ground, powerless. “Can

in prison can wipe the slate clean? Have you forgotten what you did to me? When you betrayed me and slept with that jerk, did you ever think this day would come?”

to remember the hell from five years ago,

her sworn protector, heartlessly cast

was a counterfeit, and by extension,

catch her in the act…

by

the true heiress. People believed whatever she said. And nobody would believe a word from Kristin, the