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.

York said as he ushered her out, his voice shaky. “We can

fault. I should

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

he might as well be walking to his

never

managed to stammer out, a reminder of who they were dealing with.

was

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

frown,

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

was suffocating, reminiscent of the

Kristin collapsed in the gazebo, her sleep restless and disturbed. She was running a fever, a consequence of the previous night’s ordeal.

agreed to our engagement. As for whatever happened last night, you

rubbed her forehead, wordless.

gifting her an emerald set worth millions,” Hertha

lay a firm foundation for his position, challenging Rhett’s authority.

fists, her head bowed in

me out, okay? I want to support Rhett too, but he’s resisting me. He thinks I’m scheming against him, which it’s so unjust,” Hertha pleaded, grabbing Kristin’s arm with feigned affection.

curling up and hugging her knees to her chest, mute.

thought I was part of the scheme. He’s got this obsession with purity. It’s been years and he’s still hung up on it. And if he

welled up with tears, but she remained quiet, wrapping her

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Rhett and ended up in a mental institution. She had completely lost her mind,” Hertha spoke with

Cindy repulsive because she had been with so many men, even had a

grip, her nails digging into her

don’t want you to get hurt. You understand what

her grip around