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.

too scared to look at you. You seemed so stern,

Kristin quickly

severe, his presence almost forbidding, as if his face bore a sign that read ‘Keep Out. Do

his eyes.

took a deep breath, afraid to tell

that Rhett’s presence was still overwhelming, and

much

scary anymore,” Kristin giggled, resting her head on

Rhett had become less intimidating;

ear, he spoke in

“Just, just…”

her sentence, she decided to take action. Propping herself up, she boldly pushed Rhett onto

laugh but didn’t want to embarrass

cooked shrimp, and she tentatively sat atop Rhett but made no further move.

ཎྜ ཎྜ ཟརྦ

sharp breath. Had Harriet taught her to torment and

then?” Rhett asked meaningfully.

blank, she had forgotten all the details

she poked Rhett’s abs timidly. “You need to

Rhett had

of resisting temptation, especially when faced with the

the past few days because she fell asleep immediately, not even noticing

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

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10:52

Mr. FitzGerald? Rhett

twinge of fear. She dreaded waking alone

six years ago.

feared being abandoned once Rhett grew tired or had his fill of her.

just reached the living room when she saw him return, drenched in

caught with emotion.

eyes and felt

Kristin sleep in a bit longer.

abs?” Rhett said, peeling off

in a

scared when you couldn’t

Kristin nodded obediently.

time, shall I take you with

heart raced. Rhett was

doorbell rang. The hotel’s butler arrived with

morning, sir, ma’am,” the butler greeted with