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.

today, might

don’t need to use you as a stepping stone to reach out to anyone.”

this was what it felt like to

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

so Kristin would always

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

and FitzGerald families had met today for a family dinner- all behind

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

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

a towel, looking uneasy and anxious.

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 all, he was the

and she knew very well who had been kind

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

his phone and tousling her damp locks. “You need

and would need another

for a long moment. Today, Kristin’s

race.

Kristin’s

you?” he

Kristin began unbuttoning Rhett’s shirt, one by

kind of open seduction

he could die happily in her hands,

soft, even at his roughest she would only whimper, but today

Harriet taught me, to be more forward…”

tight

Rhett, but if her presence only brought negative

him, she would

new place for her to live and even got

expectantly, as if waiting for Kristin’s

“Mr. FitzGerald,

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

at the word ‘wife.’ The title was intoxicating.

Kristin dared to kiss his Adam’s apple, remembering Harriet’s

his last thread of reason snap, lifting her onto the bathroom