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

“Crash” There was a sound of something smashed in the bedroom

Vincent, worried about Ruby’s well–being, rushed in

Kristin stood in the comer of the room, surrounded by shattered dishes. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“How dare she? She’s out to get me. It was scalding hot! Ruby said in anger, with tears welling up in her eyes. “Vinny, she wants to kill me.”

Kristin looked down numbly, hiding her hands behind her back.

Her hands were burnt by the hot soup that had spilled all over them, stinging with pain

“Kristin, don’t expect me to play nice if you dare pull more stunts Vincent always took Ruby’s side shooting Kristin a look of disgust as he comforted Ruby.

Kristin was numb to it all, indifferent to their affectionate display before her because love was no longer in the equation.

She remembered how this man had personally sent her to jail five years ago, and her heart tore apart in agony. But she had already grown accustomed to it.

She even thought that Vincent and Ruby deserved each other. They were a match made in

heaven

Crouching on the floor, Kristin began to clean up the broken remnants.

“Vinny, she doesn’t want to take care of me. I can’t stand her attitude,” Ruby whined pitifully.

Vincent was quick to soothe her. “Ruby, I’ll make her do it willingly. She owes you and has to

pay.”

Then, shifting his icy stare to Kristin, he issued a warning, “Cross Ruby again, and see if any school in Silvergrove City would dare to take in your little lovechild.”

Kristin’s fingers stiffened as she collected the debris, a piece of it slicing her fingertip, blood dripping down.

Vincent always knew how to hit where it hurt.

Kristin sat on her knees, almost as low as the dust. “What do I have to do… for you to be happy?”

Kristin had no clue what would make Ruby stop resenting her.

“Happy? Kristin, you’ve taken twenty years of my life. If we hadn’t switched places, I’d be Ms. Turner, enjoying a higher education, plano, and dance. I should’ve been the high and mighty socialite of Silvergrove City, and you would be trampled in the mud,” Ruby said, her eyes seething with hate.

She loathed Kristin, and destroying her wasn’t enough. She wanted to see Kristin down and

dragged through the mud, ruin everything about Kristin, cripple her, tarnish her reputation, and make her life worse than death.

Even that wouldn’t quell her hatred.

Why should Kristin have stolen everything that belonged to her?

“Vinny, does it mean I can do anything to her?” Ruby posed the question intentionally, and it was meant for Kristin’s ears.

She wanted to boast, to tell Kristin that everything she once had belonged to her.

Clarence, her brother, belonged to her, and so did Vincent.

The two men who once protected Kristin were willing to harm her for Ruby’s sake.

“Of course, she owes you, and nothing you do could be too much,” Vincent said, his eyes downcast as he kissed Ruby’s fingers, doting on her. “But you have to be good, eat well, and get better, okay?”

Ruby nodded sweetly, but her words sent chills down Kristin’s spine. “Seeing her struggle like this, I feel a bit bad…

Vincent remained silent, not responding.

“Considering Kristin’s reputation in Silvergrove City, it must be hard for her to get a husband, right? Who would dare to take her, right, Vinny?” Ruby asked with a smirk.

Who would want a woman who had a child with some random guy? God knows how many men she’s been with, who might even have a disease.

Not just the wealthy families, but even average folks wouldn’t marry a woman like Kristin.

Ruby thought she had destroyed Kristin.

“I heard today that the son of your family’s butler, nearly forty, was still single. The butler’s worried about his son’s marriage, isn’t he? Despite her bad reputation and having a child, Kristin marrying the butler’s son would be quite fitting, right?” Ruby’s words were like knives, stabbing at Kristin’s nerves with each sentence.

Kristin’s gaze

trembled with fear while she instinctively looked up at Vincent.

The son of the FitzGerald family’s butler had a mental illness. When he had an episode, he liked to hurt people. Kristin had heard about it when she was eighteen. The butler’s son had attacked a maid, biting and beating her brutally, causing a scandal that embarrassed the FitzGerald family.

Vincent, a member of the FitzGerald family, would surely know firsthand how terrible the beaten maid’s life had become.

Ruby was doing it on purpose.

Vincent’s body tensed for a moment, glancing back at Ruby.

Ruby still looked innocent as she continued, “What’s wrong, Vinny? I’m just considering what’s best for Kristin. Her child doesn’t have a father and can’t be registered properly Schools won’t take him, right? I heard the servants talking about it today and thought I could do the matchmaking,” she said slyly

Vincent relaxed, Ruby hadn’t lived with the Turner family for over twenty years and had no connections with the FitzGerald family, so naturally, she wouldn’t know about the butler’s son’s mental illness. It must not be intentional.

So he was about to explain. “The butler’s son isn’t.

“Kristin, you still can’t forget that guy you slept with in the hotel six years ago, can you? Who was he, anyway? Ruby knew how to push Vincent’s buttons. Before he could refuse, she brought up the incident from six years ago to infuriate Vincent

That way, he would agree to throw Kristin to the lunatic.

Only when Kristin was married off and ruined could Ruby rest easy

Otherwise, she tossed and turned every night, fearing Kristin might return and steal Vincent

away.