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

Chapter 134

The morning next day, Rhett woke up with his head pounding.

“Damn…” he muttered under his breath, a familiar sense of regret seeping in.

With effort, Rhett sat up and glanced at the desolate expanse of his king–sized bed, the sheets a jumbled testament to last night’s follies.

The memories were hazy, obscured by a hangover that clung to him like a second skin. He rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of his low mood.

It had been six years since he’d been played for a fool, and yet, here he was, seemingly reliving history.

“Rhett, you’re up.” Hertha’s voice came from the bathroom, her tone rough with a tinge of shyness. She emerged holding a freshly washed towel. “Clean your face… it’ll help.”

Her cheeks were flushed with an awkward tenderness in her eyes that didn’t quite reach Rhett. He shot her a frosty look, his voice icy. “Hertha, I let go of the incident six years ago because it was ancient history. Do you take me for an idiot again?”

He felt like a puppet in a game he didn’t consent to play.

“Rhett…” Hertha gasped, a picture of innocence. “I don’t know what you mean. I was just… taking care of you last night.”

“Taking care of me? Am I supposed to owe you for that?” Rhett’s laugh was hollow.

She bit her lip with a gesture of faux vulnerability. “We were supposed to get engaged, and six

years ago…”

“Get out,” Rhett cut her off, his voice brooking no argument.

Hertha stood, stunned for a moment before her eyes brimmed with panic. “Rhett. believe me…

His expression was granite and he was in no mood to repeat himself.

“Mr. Fitzgerald!” The urgency in York’s voice carried from beyond the door.

Rhett’s fury had scared Hertha, who had probably never seen such a terrifying side of him before.

please leave,” York said as he ushered her out,

it’s my fault. I should have warned Kristin to be more cautious ahead of time. What’s your plan

don’t let anyone off the hook!” Rhett’s command was firm as he

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on Rhett’s body were a testament to the passion of the previous night. Who would have thought the demure Ms. Haywood could

well be walking to his execution.

was something York never wanted to face head–on.

to stammer out, a reminder of who

gaze was

his gaze. “I…I’ll find it out. Where was…where was Kristin last night?”

into a frown, but he

clothes for Rhett, York didn’t allow himself the time or courage to ask anything further.

Rhett was suffocating, reminiscent of the scandal

restless and disturbed.

last night, you know what should not be said.” Hertha stood before Kristin, her

her

mother, even gifting her an emerald set worth millions,” Hertha reminded her. “So Rhett might not win this

the project, he would lay a firm

clenched her fists, her head bowed in silence.

want to support Rhett too, but he’s resisting me. He thinks I’m scheming

reflexively, curling up and hugging her knees

Rhett despises me? Because six years ago, we slept together after I was set up. He’s always thought I was part of the scheme. He’s got this obsession with purity. It’s been years and he’s

tears, but she remained

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ended up in a mental institution. She had completely lost her mind,” Hertha spoke with feigned innocence, her words laced with threat.

with so many

grip, her nails digging into her

I like you and don’t want you to get hurt. You understand what I’m saying, right?”

grip around her