All Chapters of Married To My Nemesis: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Rhys's eyes flashed with something indescribable, and for a moment, his smile turned icy — but no one caught it.He glanced at Hermione, who was putting food on his plate, then swept his gaze across every member of the table before stopping at Robert, who looked to be studying him in return."Is something wrong?" Rhys asked.Robert remained silent, thoughtful. "Now that I think about it... You look familiar. Have we met before?"Rhys's smile froze. Robert had actually forgotten. He had completely erased him from memory after nearly ruining his family. It was laughable."Perhaps at a business conference," Rhys said.Robert waved it off. "I stopped attending those years ago. That's not it." He looked away and shook his head. "But I may be mistaken."Beside him, Hermione shifted uncomfortably, unease written across her face. Rhys almost smirked. This father and daughter were quite the pair.Nine years ago, he had held Robert Windsor in high regard because of how protective he was over He

Rhys smiled and took a bite of his meal as the table finally descended into silence. It was a shame Robert didn't remember him. Had he truly been so insignificant in the man's eyes back then? Had his family meant so little that Robert couldn't even recognize their name? Rhys's grip around his fork tightened. Perhaps it was a good thing Robert couldn't remember. It would make the grand reveal so much more interesting. He wondered how the man would feel when he discovered that the boy he had mocked in the rain nine years ago had not only married his daughter but was now offering to help save his crumbling empire. "Can I call you father-in-law?" Robert laughed. "Of course. That's what we are." Rhys nodded. "I've heard the news about Windsor Enterprise and the ongoing scandal. It wouldn't feel right to sit still and do nothing about it." Silence descended on the table. Tony, who hadn't spoken a word since, finally perked up. "You don't have to do that. I have it under control. The ac

PASTNine years ago,Hermione had never been happier than she was during the few months she'd known Rhys Huxley.What started as idle curiosity had grown into interest, and interest had bloomed into a crush. And now, sitting across from him on their second date, she found herself completely unable to contain the joy bubbling inside her.For someone so composed, the smile she wore was beginning to border on embarrassing. Her cheeks ached from it. And like always, Rhys noticed."Are you that excited to be with me, Mi?" He raised a cocky brow, slurping his drink across from her with a raised brow.Mi. That nickname. She pretended to hate it, but it had grown on her in ways she'd never admit. No one had ever given her a nickname before. It wasn't very creative, but it was his, and somehow that made it perfect."Don't get too smug. I'm happy because it's a sunny day." She forced her smile into s

Friday arrived, and Robert returned from his trip early. He'd completed his work ahead of schedule and hadn't stopped boasting about it since he walked through the door. His voice echoed through the house as he paced from room to room, phone pressed to his ear, singing his own praises. Hermione paid him no mind. She was locked in her room, grinning like an idiot as she replayed last Saturday night on a loop. She and Rhys had seen each other at school every day after having sex, but they hadn't found a single moment alone. He had extra classes, which meant no Winnifred cafe, no stolen hours, and no quiet corners. She felt his absence more keenly than ever. Maybe it was because they'd been intimate, because she'd fallen asleep in his arms and woken up to his heartbeat beneath her ear. Whatever the reason, she wanted nothing more than to be wrapped up in him again. Texting and calling weren't enough.

PRESENT Even now, Hermione could never forget the pain she felt that night. The memory lived beneath her skin — the crack of the cane, the bitter taste of Daphne's potion, the cold floor pressing against her raw back. But more than the physical agony, what lingered was the fear. She hadn't known her father had kept the video. She hadn't known he would one day use it as a weapon against her. If he ever discovered Rhys was the boy in that footage, he wouldn't hesitate. He would blackmail Rhys too. Turn him into a pawn, especially now that he has immense value. Destroy him and his family without a second thought. Her father might have retired and let Tony take his position, but he still wasn’t a man to trifle with. Hermione couldn't let that happen. It was one thing for her to be threatened. She'd grown accustomed to her father's cruelty. But Rhys? Evelyn? The family that had welcomed her with open arms? She couldn't bear to see them caught in Robert Windsor's web. Even now — ev