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 said at

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

a beat. So this was what it felt like to be

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

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

called York. “Stick to the plan, but we might have to

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

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

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

in just a

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.

knew very well who had been kind to her and who

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

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

need another shower anyway, so she tiptoed and

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

race.

eyes, Rhett caught Kristin’s head

you?” he asked

began unbuttoning Rhett’s shirt,

This kind of open

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

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

taught me, to be more forward…” Kristin

tight with anxiety.

of losing Rhett, but if her presence only

would rather leave.

new place for her to

his eyebrows expectantly, as if waiting for

sparkling. “Mr. FitzGerald, you

could do

red at the word ‘wife.’ The title was

kiss his Adam’s apple, remembering Harriet’s words

snap, lifting her onto the bathroom