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.

said today, might never be

FitzGerald, you are the best. I don’t need to use you as a stepping stone to reach out to

was what it

humming in approval. “You’ve got me, and that’s all you need. You don’t have to reach

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

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

that the Haywood and FitzGerald families had met today for a family dinner-

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

stood on the carpet, still dripping wet, her hair

wrapped in just a towel, looking uneasy and anxious.

things that would make Rhett happy, with the little time they had

of flesh, and she knew very well who had been kind to her and

Kristin’s voice was soft, her ears red with shyness.

down his phone and tousling her damp locks.

and would need another

Today, Kristin’s initiative was making his

race.

his eyes, Rhett caught Kristin’s head and kissed her deeply.

you?” he asked suspiciously.

unbuttoning Rhett’s shirt, one

sharply. This kind of open

in her hands, “Do you want something?”

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

just something Harriet taught me, to be

chest felt tight with

afraid of losing Rhett, but if her presence only brought

him, she would

the teacher…” Rhett chuckled. “I’ve had York arrange a new place

expectantly, as if waiting

in surprise, her eyes sparkling. “Mr. FitzGerald, you sorted everything out for Harriet?”

the least I could do

red at the word

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

his last thread of reason snap, lifting her onto the