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 never be

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

was what it felt like to

embrace, humming in approval. “You’ve got me, and that’s all you need.

if it meant trying harder so Kristin would always want to ‘reach

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

informed Rhett that the Haywood and FitzGerald families had met today for a family

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

Kristin stood on the carpet,

in just a

with the little

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

was soft, her ears red with shyness.

to dry your hair?” Rhett said, putting down his phone and tousling her damp locks. “You need to dry off, or you’ll catch a cold.”

work up a sweat shortly and would need

Today,

race.

eyes, Rhett caught Kristin’s

you?”

Rhett’s shirt, one by one…

inhaled sharply. This kind of open

in her hands, “Do you want

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

just something Harriet taught me, to be

tight with anxiety.

of losing Rhett, but if her presence only

him, she would rather

York arrange a new place for

eyebrows expectantly, as if

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

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

turned red at the word ‘wife.’ The title

remembering Harriet’s words about it

thread of reason snap, lifting her