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

Chapter 33

Rhett shot Kristin a glance and kept his lips sealed.

Was she doing it on purpose? Well, that wasn’t the dumbest move. He had pegged Kristin as the shy, non confrontational type, but having some tricks up her sleeve was better than being a total pushover.

“She’s looking out for number one. In Silvergrove City, you’re the only one who can shield her. You should probably steer clear of this hot mess,” York thought Kristin was nothing but

trouble.

Just drive,” Rhett frowned.

York clammed up quickly.

Rhett was no fool. If there was one thing he couldn’t stand, it was hassle. The Haywood heiress was already a sticky problem he couldn’t shake off, let alone adding Kristin into the

mix.

“Mr. Fitzgerald, that Ms. Haywood is on your case every day. Skip one visit, and she starts. going crazy, acting all possessed. You’ve walked into this one, and now you’re stuck,” Feeling bold from spending so much time with Rhett, York started to throw some shade.

That was like asking for a death wish.

After a pause, York spoke up again. ” Ms. Haywood is nice, pretty, and has a good heart. She’s wildly obsessed with you, a bit too clingy. Sooner or later, you will settle down. That chunk of shares Mr. Lucius, your grandfather, left you will only thaw out once you’re married.” Rhett’s brow twitched. He found York chatty tonight. “Did the Haywood family grease your palm?”

York almost bit his tongue, shaking his head like crazy. “No, no, I couldn’t possibly accept it.”

Rhett snorted, looking like a bribe was in play. “Just drive and crank up the heat.”

Noticing Kristin shivering, Rhett instinctively placed his hand on her shoulder.

arm tensed, and he quietly shifted

interested

odd sensation whenever Kristin was around him, feeling his body

his mind.

he was a major germaphobe. He loathed anyone getting close all these years, much less wanting to touch

was just that she’d been cropping up in his field of vision a lot

Chapter 33

at Silvergrove Hospital, only York was there. He sat in his chair,

sat up anxiously. “I’m… I’m so

of silent reproach. “You had a fever

actress, laying it

didn’t want

Nobody would believe her, and it would

Thank Mr. Fitzgerald for saving your bacon. Do you think this will get his attention? Dream on. Our Mr. Fitzgerald isn’t into women, especially not the

looked down, fidgeting with her fingers. “I… I

have.” York huffed and ordered her some takeout. “Got you some milk and

glancing at the

promised Vincent she’d be at the Fitzgerald Mansion by 8:30

quickly. York had just left when the delivery

Rhett, but the more she owed,

tears welling up, she squatted down and took a few bites, her lips going numb from

heat.

the food, Kristin didn’t want to waste it and kept wolfing it down.

starving.

AM, the doctor made