In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140

Chapter 140

It was barely 7 a.m, when Sutton’s phone buzzed on the tray beside her hospital bed.

She hadn’t slept the whole night. Even though she was on pain meds, every time she shifted in her sleep, the pain woke her.

Luca was asleep in the chair beside her, long legs stretched out, head tilted toward her but not quite resting. He’d refused to leave, and sometime affer midnight, one of the overnight nurses had pulled in a cot, only for him to ignore it in favor of staying closer.

The phone buzzed again. Then again. Wishing now they hadn’t charged it last night, but it could be one of her sisters. Though she didn’t think they would call at this time in the morning.

Sutton rubbed her face with one hand and grabbed it with the other, careful not to wake him. Her fingers were stiff, but she managed to swipe the screen

open.

UNKNOWN CALLER

She hesitated for a moment but answered.

“Hello?”

There was a pause. Then a voice, ever so eager.

“Sutton Warner, or should I say Audrey? This is Lilly Day from The Daily Ledger. We’d like to offer you the opportunity to share your side of the story before-”

Sutton ended the call immediately. Heart loud in her chest.

What the hell.

A second later, another call.

Declined.

Then texts.

Mike, New York Post: Care for an interview? Tell your side of the story. This is the story we will be running: “Audrey, Europe’s Favorite Model—Cyber CEO’s Secret Muse?”

Maya, Fox8: Please let us know if you’re open to discussing your secret affair with Luca De Santis.

Paul, New York Times: Exclusive offer. We pay big for a sit–down with Sutton Warner aka Audrey for the full story.

The Sun: Hi Sutton, This is Clint from the Sun. Are you and Luca still together? Did you trap him?

ENews: Was he engaged when you conceived? We would love to sit down with the model who Luca had an affair with.

Sutton’s chest tightened. She could feel tears well in her eyes. How had they found out? She looked nothing like she had back then.

A message from Blair popped up.

Blair: Shit, Sutton. Check the news. The story broke. It’s everywhere. The things they are saying..

Keira: I’m going to incinerate whoever did this. Stay off the internet. I mean it. DO NOT look. We are coming to you.

Roman: Luca and I will handle this. Focus on you and the baby. On healing. We’ve got you.

She didn’t look at the links being sent to her by people she knew. She didn’t want to see the headlines. The messages from the reporters had been bad

1/4

Chapter 140

enough.

She knew someone had sold her out.

ybe for revenge or money. Nicole, or had someone else figured out who the wat?

Sutton swiped at the tears on her cheek. She was being stupid. She had nothing to feel been her aunt and uncle who stepped in. She had never gone nude.

I ashamed of. She had supported her sisters when it should ha

So, for some stupid reason, she clicked on one of the links someone from the office sent. Their message had read: Is this really you?

The media post showed photos of her on the catwalk and some images from magazines and well known promotional nights out with the other moder There was one that made Sutton cringe. Her skirt was so short. Some images she knew weren’t even het. Someone had put her head on someone else body. Including nudes. They were all carefully edited to look sleazy.

And worse, the story that came with the images.

The mistress. The child hidden in shame. Luca De Santis’s secret love affair.

And now, of course, the hospital angle. “Sources” confirming her delivery, her baby, her real name.

It felt like drowning, only in reverse. The heat rushed up to her face, not away from it.

She couldn’t look anymore. She clicked the side button, holding it down so it would turn off. The phone turned off, but her hands wouldn’t stop shaking Oh, my God. The way they were painting her was disgusting. She hadn’t even known she was the other woman.

Sutton must have made a noise because Luca stirred in the chair. He blinked hard and sat up straighter immediately when he saw her faca

“What happened? Are you in pain? Do you need a nurse-?”

She shook her head, voice tight. “It’s out.”

“Damien,” he said into the phone, voice crisp. All–business. Controlled but with friction underneath. “How fast can you get the PR team looped in? No denials. No explanations yet. Just prep crisis messaging. Confirm we’re escalating and investigating the way this leak came out. I want a clear record of everyone who had access to Sutton at Lenox Hill, everyone. And I want to sue every media outlet that has printed a fake image or sto ant you to put a piece together about the true Sutton. She will not feel any shame over any of this, do you understand me?”

2/4

– 13:54 Thủ 24 301 3

“This is Luca De Santis. Put me through to the Chief of Staff. I’ll wait.”

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify