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

Chapter 41

Kristin clammed up, playing possum by closing her eyes. She was scared of being seen through.

Rhett’s gaze was like the blazing sun, seemingly able to expose her completely, leaving no place to hide.

York glanced at Summer sitting in the passenger seat, hugging the seatbelt and keeping silent. He just couldn’t bring himself to tease Summer anymore. “Your mom’s fine, kiddo. She’s not gonna let anything happen to her.

Those words gave Summer just enough courage to peek back at his mom.

He wasn’t a scaredy–cat or squeamish about blood but was scared of losing his mom.

Rhett frowned, instinctively taking off his suit jacket to cover Kristin and hide the bloodstains. He didn’t want to scare Summer.

Summer’s eyes were fixed on Kristin, then on Rhett. “Dad, are you gonna protect me and Mom all the time, right?”

Rhett hesitated and couldn’t make that promise to the kid because he knew he couldn’t keep it. He couldn’t always be watching over Kristin.

If Kristin didn’t learn to toughen up, life wasn’t gonna be a walk in the park for her and her kiddo.

“Sorry…” Rhett wasn’t one to lie, and he felt bad about it.

Summer welled up with tears as he turned around and sat back down.

During the whole ride, Summer was down in the dumps.

Summer was just five, with a bit of baby chub on his cheeks, big eyes, and long eyelashes quivering with tears.

Rhett felt an odd irritation, puzzled by his concern for the child.

Fiddling with his tie, Rhett finally gave in, took out a pen, and grabbed Summer’s hand to write down his private number. “Can you remember my phone number?”

This was Rhett’s personal line, known only to York and no one else at the company.

Rhett used it just for those he truly cared about.

York shot Rhett an astonished look, realizing he had a soft spot for Summer. But truth be told. York also found the kid heart–wrenchingly adorable.

years old, Summer had already been

and he nodded. “Got

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an eyebrow. “Let’s hear it then.”

the number without missing a

a photographic memory, huh?” York said with a

you’re ever in danger, call me.”

to save me if I call?” Summer looked at Rhett anxiously, far too sensitive

and kept silent. He couldn’t guarantee

parked the car, feeling a twinge of sympathy for Summer’s sadness. “Here, remember my number too. I’ll only say it once,

out and opened the

quietly memorized York’s

and went over to Kristin who, having just woken up, reflexively recoiled

the car door, signaling her to get

vision darkened, and still ended up

Kristin hung her head and made her way to the

ran over, taking Kristin’s

not wanting to scare Summer, so

her blood, unlikely

that she couldn’t afford to pay him

eyes, Kristin held Summer’s hand a

psychological therapy. She’s severely depressed and has developed selective mutism. In other

York sighed.

Summer was pitiful.

Those who were pitiable often had their

on herself, and now

so terrified of

it wasn’t trauma, she

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