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.

as he ushered her out,

Hertha was gone, York closed the door with trembling hands. “Mr. Fitzgerald, it’s my fault. I should have warned Kristin to be more

anyone off the hook!” Rhett’s command was firm as he

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

like he might as well be walking to his

York never wanted to face

York managed to stammer out, a reminder of who they

was

his gaze. “I…I’ll find it out.

frown, but

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

atmosphere around Rhett was suffocating, reminiscent of the scandal six years

garden, Kristin collapsed in the gazebo, her sleep restless and disturbed. She was running a fever, a

happened last night, you know what should

rubbed her

up to Eddie’s mother, even gifting her an emerald set worth millions,” Hertha reminded her. “So Rhett might not win this afternoon’s

would lay a firm foundation for his

her head bowed

he’s resisting me. He thinks I’m

hugging

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 still hung up on it. And

up with tears, but she remained quiet, wrapping her arms tightly

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

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

her grip, her nails digging into her

want you to get hurt. You understand what I’m

grip around her