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.

ushered her out, his voice shaky.

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

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

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going weak. The marks of passion on Rhett’s body were a testament to the passion of the previous night.

like he might as well be walking to his execution.

something York never wanted to

out, a reminder of who they were dealing

gaze was

quickly lowered his gaze. “I…I’ll find it out. Where was…where

face hardened into a frown, but he offered

time or courage to ask anything further. He turned

atmosphere around Rhett was suffocating, reminiscent of the scandal

in the gazebo, her sleep restless and disturbed. She was running

our engagement. As for whatever happened last night, you know what should not

her forehead,

gifting her an emerald set worth millions,” Hertha reminded her.

lay a firm foundation for his position,

her fists, her head bowed

me out, okay? I want to support Rhett too, but he’s resisting me. He thinks I’m scheming against him,

recoiled reflexively, curling up and hugging her

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.

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

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was an actress, Cindy, who tried to get close to Rhett and ended up in a mental institution. She had completely lost her mind,” Hertha spoke with

been with so many men, even had a child.”

nails digging into her palm.

get hurt. You understand what I’m saying, right?” Hertha’s patience was evident as she spoke.

tightened her grip around her legs.