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.

things, if not said today, might

said, in my heart, Mr. FitzGerald, you are the best. I don’t need to use you as

So this was what it felt

got me, and that’s all you need. You

trying harder so Kristin would always want to ‘reach out‘ to him.

the plan, but we might have to move

that the Haywood and FitzGerald families had met today for a family dinner- all behind Rhett’s

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

Kristin stood on the carpet, still dripping

just a towel, looking uneasy and

usual self, today Kristin was thinking about how to be more proactive… She wanted to do things that would make Rhett happy, with the little time they had left. After

and she knew very well

was soft, her

putting down his phone and tousling her damp locks. “You need to dry off, or you’ll catch

a sweat shortly and would need

was stunned for a long moment. Today, Kristin’s initiative was making

race.

Rhett caught Kristin’s head and kissed

you?” he asked

answering, Kristin began unbuttoning Rhett’s shirt, one by one…

kind of open

he could die happily in her hands, “Do you want

soft, even at his roughest she would only whimper, but today she had taken the initiative. It unsettled him.

something Harriet taught me, to be more

felt tight

but if her presence only brought

would

a new place for her to live and even got her a

raised his eyebrows expectantly, as

sparkling. “Mr. FitzGerald, you sorted

lips curved up. “It’s the least I could do for someone who taught my

ears turned red at the word ‘wife.’ The title was intoxicating.

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

reason snap, lifting her