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

Chapter 220

Just head on back Rhett sald, pressing a hand to his forehead

The lawyer hesitated, his words stuck in his throat, but after a long silence, he decided to speak up. ‘Mr. FitzGerald, you’ve endured for over a decade. A few more days won’t make a difference”

Rhett remained silent.

Over a decade. Since he was a child, certain seeds had already taken root and begun to sprout.

“Rhett, rebvember, mom would never take her own life, never.”

Rhett. I have you, I would never han myself. Remember, if something ever happens to me, it wasn’t by my own hand…”

Rhett could never forget, that year he was only eight, the night Holcomb came home drunk and turned the house upside down in a violent rage.

On that stormy night, Rhett stood hidden behind the door, watching Holcomb strike his mother with a golf club, over and over.

His door was locked from the outside, and no matter how much he cried and screamed, he couldn’t open it. His fingers trembled as he pressed them against his forehead, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

The shadows of childhood can indeed follow you for a lifetime.

“Rhett Upstairs, Kristin walked out barefoot, her eyes red and swollen from crying.

She called out for Rhett, not Mr. FitzGerald, just his first name – Rhett.

Rhett’s thoughts snapped back to the present, a sharp pang in his chest.

Looking up at Kristin standing at the top of the stairs, he rose to his feet and quickly ascended. “Bad dream?”

“I dreamed you died…” Kristin was still crying, crying hard.

For Kristin, the worst nightmare wasn’t Rhett leaving her, it was Rhett dying – He was killed by someone because of her.

Rhett let out a chuckle, pulling Kristin into his arms to comfort her. “Been watching too many thrillers?”

Tm scared, if we push the Haywoods too far…” Kristin fretted.

She knew Hertha wasn’t foolish, not like Adrienne and Fiona, those foolish women.

patient and

was no telling what she might

pushing those people too far, think about where to bite to be lethal

when they attack, aiming for

for the throat first, ensuring

leaves no room for the

on Rhett’s shoulder, pondering

than just

the online storm? The Haywoods haven’t retaliated?” Kristin clung to Rhett’s neck, whispering.

mistress is a personal matter, unconnected to the Haywood name. Claimed she’s not close with them, that

pressure. If he insists on you marrying Hertha amidst such a storm, it only means one thing: the Haywoods hold

had been seeking all along, the truth about his mother’s death, and the

was Kristin’s guess, Hertha’s

not reveal, not until the last moment.

looking down

truly smart.

once close to mine, but then they drifted apart,” Rhett murmured, kissing Kristin’s cheek. “Even if the Haywoods have something on us, they wouldn’t dare

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had anything to do with the Haywoods, they knew. Theti would

you to attend the prese conference this afternoon.”

Rhett’s arms for who knows how long when York’s call

had guessed, Holcomb was still set

going to go?” kristie asked

want to keep me here? Rhett smiled.

looked down, biting her lip. She truly didn’t want Rhett to go.

to Hertha, it would mean the end of

you do to keep me…” Rhett’s voice was husky, lazily leaning

intention of going, yet he

down, remembering how Fiona had

keep him?

tie, her voice barely

even crafted an excuse for Rhett.

storm; he wouldn’t want to drag the Fitzgerald Group into it, better to wait until

his gaze on Kristen as if he couldn’t get his fill of her. It was painfully obvious he hadn’t picked up