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

Chapter 194

After coaxing Liam to sleep, Kristin finally managed to slip away.

Sneaking her business card into her suitcase, she wrapped her arms around Rhett from behind. “Let’s switch to a different resort. If Liam wakes up and starts crying for me again…”

It would ruin the vacation.

She wanted to spend more time with Rhett. This holiday might be their last chance to be together. Having him, even if it was just for a short while, was a gift.

Rhett had just hung up with York and was surprised to feel Kristin’s embrace. “What did Hanson say to you?” he asked, a little thrown off by her sudden forwardness.

“Mommy, I want mommy…” Liam’s cries echoed from outside, growing fainter.

Clearly, Hanson had taken him away forcibly.

Kristin glanced at Rhett with a fluttering heart. Their eyes met.

After a moment of contemplation, Rhett swiftly began to pack. “Let’s go!”

They couldn’t afford to be entangled by the little boy again.

Kristin, though pained to hear Liam cry, took Rhett’s wrist and ran.

After all, she had a son, and Liam wasn’t hers…

As much as her heart ached, she couldn’t care for someone else’s child forever.

Watching Kristin tug at his wrist, Rhett couldn’t help but smile. “You still haven’t told me

what Hanson said.”

Kristin stopped, turning to face Rhett. “He thinks I’m using you as a stepping stone, trying to climb up the social ladder with the Lewis family.”

Rhett stepped forward, frowning. “And what did you say?”

“I said…” Kristin took a deep breath, mustering her courage.

if not said today, might never be said

best. I don’t need to use you as a stepping stone to reach out to anyone.” Kristin smiled warmly, almost glowing in the

So this was what it felt

got me, and that’s all you need. You don’t have to reach out to

trying harder so Kristin would always

resorts, Rhett called York. “Stick to the plan, but we might have to move it

the Haywood and FitzGerald families had met today for a family dinner- all behind Rhett’s back, deciding on his

him as Holcomb’s son, or rather, a pawn In Holcomb’s game, to be used for advancing their

from the bathroom, Kristin stood on the carpet, still dripping wet,

wrapped in just a towel, looking uneasy

proactive… She wanted to do things that would make Rhett happy, with the little time they had left. After all, he was

very well who had

FitzGerald…” Kristin’s voice was soft, her ears red with

said, putting down his phone and tousling her damp locks. “You need to

sweat shortly and would need

Today, Kristin’s initiative was making his

race.

Kristin’s head and kissed her deeply.

into you?” he asked

Kristin began unbuttoning Rhett’s

sharply. This kind of open

in her hands, “Do

at his roughest she would only whimper, but today she had taken the

taught me, to be more forward…”

tight with anxiety.

Rhett, but if her presence only brought negative consequences

would rather

“I’ve had York arrange a new

his eyebrows expectantly, as if waiting for Kristin’s

“Mr. FitzGerald, you sorted everything out

the least I could do for someone who

turned red at the word ‘wife.’ The

dared to kiss his Adam’s apple, remembering Harriet’s words about it being a sensitive

last thread of reason snap, lifting her onto the bathroom