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

Chapter 155

Since breakfast, when she had made pancakes and scrambled eggs for Summer, Kristin’s

mood seemed subdued.

She was distracted, lost in her thoughts.

Rhett glanced sideways at Kristin and spoke with a concerned voice. “Are you feeling alright?”

Kristin quickly shook her head. “I’m fine…”

Her worries were all about Garner.

Kristin was self–aware enough to recognize the boundaries of her relationship with Rhett. There was a line that could never be crossed. But Garner was emotionally untouched.

Once upon a time, Garner had a crush on a girl, but after Ruby publicly accused him of being a creep and mistreating her, that budding romance was over before it even began.

Since then, Garner remained alone, living a simple life with Summer. In the past five years, no one had dared to set him up with anyone. Those who were interested backed off as soon as they learned about the kid.

Garner didn’t seem to want anyone either. He had grown accustomed to solitude, with only Summer and his mother who was still in prison as his cares in the world.

In truth, Kristin’s five years in prison were just as torturous for Garner, one trapped within the walls, the other confined by them from the outsid

“Pull over here, please,” Rhett instructed the driver to stop by the curb.

The driver, a little surprised, quickly obliged.

Rhett stepped out and bought a latte from the coffee shop by the road.

A shocked Kristin followed. “Mr. FitzGerald, do you like lattes? Next time, I’ll grab one for you.”

He handed her the latte. “It’s for you.”

Kristin clutched the latte, stunned.

For her?

Her eyes moistened, and she lowered her head, following Rhett back into the car.

“I’ve noticed you like coffee sweet,” Rhett guessed, assuming Kristin had a sweet tooth.

Kristin didn’t respond. It was just that life had been so bitter that she craved sweetness.

Because after that day she had taken the medicine, Rhett had said, whenever life felt too bitter, she should have a piece of candy.

Mr.

Chapel 155

the FitzGerald

alongside Rhett as his executive assistant, a sight the staff

FitzGerald,” employees greeted Rhett.

nodded, ever

changed the moment he entered the office, his

between Rhett at home

please,” York called her aside before they could

hours. What do you need her for?”

FitzGerald, you’ve had your breakfast, but we haven’t, so I thought I’d take

awkward and had eaten already with

busy.” Rhett said curtly, shutting the

outside, dumbfounded. “Mr. FitzGerald was quite

“Poor Kristin.”

her, especially since others, like Nicola, had been downright malicious, once trying

elevator, the air was

Rhett,

FitzGerald,” she

York,” Rhett

work together. I

grasp Rhett’s meaning.

paused, clearing his throat instead

man’s compassion was selective, typically reserved for attractive women. After badmouthing Kristin, now

staff. Clearly, his intentions were not

schedule for the week,” Kristin said, presenting a tablet to Rhett once. they were in his office. “The partnership

drummed his fingers on the desk. He

11:20

perhaps hoping he’d

great if you could break tradition and attend, maybe even give Neal from the Investment Division a shout–out in front of the executives and project team. It would boost his

for a moment, then

called him earlier, insisting he come home tonight, mentioning

this an attempt at an apology, or a way to evade responsibility?

at the house?”

she replied. “Whatever you think is

approach to him was strictly

worry about tonight, whatever happens. I’ll be there,”

Nicola and the sulfuric

her hands tightly,

At the kindergarten.