The Immortal Curse My Stepsister Became My Fiancé’s Bride

Bella drank blood-laced wine for three years, thinking she saved Cedric with a Blood Crystal. Then she heard him: “Her suffering is worth it if Fiona smiles.” The crystal was a lie; his illness fake. But her stomach cancer was real—one month left. Her mother’s moonstone bracelet now adorned Fiona. Kidnapped by blood dealers, she called Cedric; he was flying to Europe with Fiona. “Wait, we’ll marry.” She smiled: “I don’t have to love you.” Two years later, he found her by the sea. She returned ev