When the Boss’ Lady Became His Sister-in-law

Chapter 195

Kristin’s eyes rimmed red as she realized that Rhett’s actions weren’t for her, the so–called contract wife, yet she couldn’t help but feel moved.

So, um… shall we go on?” Kristin asked Rhett with a timid voice.

“And why not? You’re not planning to leave the fire you started, are you?” Rhett looked at Kristin with a dangerous glint in his eye.

Kristin’s heart raced as she wrapped her arms around Rhett’s neck.

“Mr. FitzGerald, how long is this vacation supposed to be?” Kristin whispered.

She wanted to know how much longer she could have Rhett all to herself.

People really do become greedier with time.

Now she was finding herself craving a moment alone with Rhett, even if it was just a short one. “No rush. After the wedding reception, I have a special place to take you,” Rhett said, not immediately giving in to Kristin’s advances, but rather carefully drying her hair with a towel.

Her hair, which she hadn’t cut since her release from prison, had grown quickly and was now grazing her shoulders.

“Kristin…” Rhett said with a husky voice, massaging her head as he spoke. “You gotta let your hair grow out.”

Kristin looked up at Rhett and asked quietly, “Do you prefer long hair, Mr. FitzGerald?”

“The first time I saw you, you had long hair,” Rhett said, cupping Kristin’s small face.

“Do you remember the first time we met?” Rhett smiled.

Kristin thought hard and nodded. “At the Fitzgerald estate.”

Rhett hummed disapprovingly. “No, that wasn’t it.”

At that time, Kristin’s heart and eyes were solely for Vincent, so she hardly noticed anyone else, even someone as outstanding as Rhett.

“Your school.” Rhett had been invited back to participate in a forum and had seen Kristin rushing late.

Kristin blinked, not recalling that encounter at all.

“And your ballet solo performance,” Rhett added.

Kristin was surprise. Rhett had been there that day too?

“You have no recollection of me?” Rhett’s tone was tinged with jealousy.

Well… Kristin stammered. She truly had no memory of it.

was too scared to

Kristin quickly

so severe, his presence almost forbidding, as if his face bore a sign that read ‘Keep Out. Do Not Speak to Me.‘

his eyes. “And now? What

deep breath,

that Rhett’s presence was still overwhelming, and

much as before.

not scary anymore,” Kristin giggled, resting

wasn’t that Rhett had become less intimidating; she had just become

After kissing Kristin’s ear, he spoke in a gravelly voice. “What has

stuttered, “Just,

Propping herself

didn’t want to embarrass Kristin, so he

shrimp, and she tentatively sat atop Rhett but made

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sharp breath. Had Harriet taught her to torment

Rhett

she had forgotten all the details

fumbling for a while, she poked Rhett’s abs timidly. “You need

finish, Rhett had flipped her

saint capable of resisting temptation, especially when faced

past few days because she fell asleep immediately, not

the night, and upon waking the next morning, she found Rhett was already gone from the

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Mr. FitzGerald? Rhett

a twinge of fear. She dreaded

six years

grew tired

climbing out of bed, Kristin went in search of Rhett and had just reached the living room

Kristin’s voice caught with emotion. “Where did

glanced at Kristin, noticing her reddened eyes and felt a

to let Kristin sleep in a

these abs?” Rhett said, peeling off his shirt

gaze away in a panic, overwhelmed by Rhett’s raw

when you

Kristin nodded obediently.

shall I take you with

heart raced. Rhett was too sexy.

to tease Kristin further, the doorbell rang. The hotel’s

sir, ma’am,” the butler greeted