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My Sister Stole My Fiancé, So I Gave Her The Wedding She Wanted
Novelix
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Eight years ago, my adopted sister Lily stole my family, my fiancé, and even the identity of the girl who once saved his life. Now she is dying of brain cancer and wants to “give” everything back—including the wedding she stole from me. But I no longer want their love. What none of them know is that I am Dr. Evelyn Bennett, the scientist behind the only treatment that might save Lily. And at my wedding, I finally make her return the one thing she stole that matters: the truth.
Chapters (3)
第1章
My dying sister’s last wish is for me to marry her fiancé.
I refuse.
My mother slaps me across the face.
“She’s giving Nathan back to you,” she snaps. “What more could you possibly want?”
Eight years ago, Nathan Caldwell was my fiancé.
Then Lily pressed a knife to her throat and forced me to give him up.
Now she calls it making amends.
She is returning the man who betrayed me and expects me to be grateful.
I pull my arm from my mother’s grip.
“I don’t take back trash.”
The hospital room falls silent.
My father calls me heartless. My brother Adrian tells me to stop pretending.
“Everyone knows how much you loved Nathan,” he says. “If Lily weren’t giving him back, you would never get another chance to become Mrs. Caldwell.”
I turn to leave.
Nathan grabs my wrist and drags me to Lily’s bedside.
“You’re not going anywhere before the wedding,” he says. “I’m marrying you only to fulfill Lily’s final wish. Don’t expect me to love you again.”
I look at Lily.
Months of treatment have left her pale and thin. Tears cling to her lashes.
She looks as innocent as ever.
The perfect angel they have protected all her life.
But I did not return to New York for Nathan.
I came to meet the specialists preparing the next stage of BT-7, an experimental targeted treatment for Lily’s form of brain cancer.
I am the first and only researcher to successfully develop such a treatment.
They also don’t know that the only person in this room who might give their precious angel a chance to live is me.
The heart monitor lets out a piercing alarm.
Lily clutches her chest.
Everyone rushes to her.
Nathan pulls her into his arms. “You’re the only woman I want. Please don’t leave me.”
My mother drops beside the bed, sobbing that she cannot live without Lily.
Adrian grips Lily’s hand. “You’ll always be my only sister.”
My father takes out his phone and orders the family attorney to create a charitable foundation in Lily’s name.
I’m the only one who stays calm and presses the call button.
The medical team moves in. A nurse gives Lily medication through her IV.
A few minutes later, the alarm stops.
Everyone relaxes.
No one thanks me.
Lily opens her eyes.
“I’m sorry for worrying you,” she whispers. Then she looks at our parents. “After I die, please let Evelyn come home. She’s your daughter too.”
My mother starts crying again.
Lily turns to Adrian. “Promise you’ll treat her like your sister.”
Adrian looks at me with obvious resentment, but he nods.
Finally, Lily takes Nathan’s hand.
“I can only die in peace if Evelyn takes care of you for me.”
“I’m not his caregiver,” I say. “Hire one.”
Adrian glares at me.
“Lily is dying, and she’s still trying to give you a family and a future. Without her, you would never be welcome in the Bennett home or get another chance with Nathan.”
My mother grabs his arm.
“Lily is giving you everything she loves. Why can’t you make one small sacrifice for her?”
“You’ve always fought her for these things,” she continues. “Now she’s returning them, and you’re still unhappy. Stop being selfish.”
Selfish?
These things were supposed to be mine.
Before I can answer, Lily starts crying.
“Mom, don’t blame Evelyn.”
She pushes aside the blanket and tries to get out of bed. Nathan cannot stop her. He can only support her as she kneels in front of me.
“Evelyn, I know you hate me for taking everything from you,” Lily says. “But I’m dying. I want to return all of it before I go.”
She begins listing them.
“Mom. Dad. Adrian. The Bennett name. Nathan.”
Then she smiles through her tears.
“And the wedding you once dreamed of.”
Everyone looks at her as if she is a saint.
No one asks whether I still want any of it.
Lily turns to our parents.
“Please publicly acknowledge Evelyn as your biological daughter. If you refuse to bring her home, I’ll stop treatment.”
My parents agree immediately.
My father looks away, a flicker of guilt crossing his face.
“We always wanted you in the family. You were the one who refused to come back.”
I almost laugh.
Eight years ago, I arrived at the Bennett mansion with a genealogy report in my hand.
Inside, Lily was celebrating her eighteenth birthday in the life that should have been mine.
第2章
Eight years ago, I was only weeks away from my eighteenth birthday.
I had just graduated as valedictorian and earned a full scholarship to a university in New York.
The people who raised me refused to let me go.
They wanted me to give up my scholarship and marry an older man in town who was known for his violent temper. In exchange, he would clear their debts.
When I refused, they locked me in my room.
That night, rain hammered against the windows as I pried open a locked drawer in my parents’ room.
Inside was a faded newborn identification bracelet.
The label read BABY GIRL BENNETT.
The date of birth was mine.
I did not understand everything yet, but I knew they had been hiding the truth from me.
I took the bracelet, my scholarship letter, and the little money I had saved. Then I climbed out of the window.
The storm had flooded the roads. I walked for miles before finding a bus station, soaked through and covered in mud.
I had never left that small town before. I changed buses three times, slept in stations, and repeatedly got lost because I did not know the way.
After reaching New York, I spent weeks tracing the name on the bracelet.
Eventually, a genetic genealogy test pointed me toward the Bennett family.
With the genealogy report in hand, I finally found the Bennett estate.
Inside, Lily was celebrating her eighteenth birthday beneath a crystal chandelier. She wore a designer gown and stood between my parents while Adrian placed a diamond necklace around her throat.
No one noticed me until I stepped into the ballroom.
The music stopped.
My father read the genealogy report twice.
My mother looked at my face, then at Lily’s.
Lily started crying.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t know. I’ll leave right now. Evelyn can have everything back.”
She reached for the necklace as if she meant to remove it.
My mother stopped her at once and pulled her into her arms.
“You’re still our daughter.”
Adrian moved in front of Lily and looked at me as if I had come to destroy their family.
At the time, Bennett Medical Group was preparing for a major financing deal. My father could not risk the scandal of throwing his biological daughter out.
Instead, he offered me five hundred thousand dollars and spoke to me in a gentle voice.
“Evelyn, I know you’ve suffered all these years. But Lily has been our daughter for eighteen years. Can you give her some time to accept you?”
My mother immediately agreed.
“Lily has been sheltered her entire life. She doesn’t know how cruel the world can be. Please be patient with her.”
I said nothing.
I did not take the money either.
I simply turned around and left.
A formal DNA test later confirmed that I was their biological daughter.
Now Lily is kneeling in front of me in a hospital room.
She takes my mother’s hand and begins to cry.
“If Evelyn leaves today, I’ll refuse all further treatment. You can let me die.”
My parents agree immediately.
My father looks at me with obvious reluctance.
“Fine. We’ll publicly acknowledge you as our biological daughter and bring you into the family.”
Lily then calls Adrian closer.
“Promise me you’ll never hurt Evelyn. You have to love her the way you’ve always loved me.”
Adrian turns and glares at me.
“Whatever happened to her, she deserved it.”
How ridiculous.
Lily spent years turning Adrian against me. Now she is pretending to protect me from the hatred she created.
I try to remember what I ever did to deserve it.
Perhaps my greatest crime was working my way through university while Lily lived as the Bennett heiress.
That fall, we attended the same university in New York.
Lily told everyone I was a poor girl who had fabricated a DNA report to steal the Bennett name.
When I asked my parents to tell the truth, they refused. They said the attention would upset Lily and damage the family.
Their silence gave her permission to do whatever she wanted.
Her friends took photographs of my worn clothes and posted them online. They called me a liar, a stalker, and a gold digger.
Lily led everyone in isolating and humiliating me, but she never touched me herself.
She only watched with tears in her eyes and asked everyone to be kind to me.
Then she blamed me for every scandal she created.
When rumors spread about her, she claimed I had started them.
When she stayed out all night, she told Adrian I had threatened her and made her afraid to come home.
When she got into fights or dated men our family disapproved of, she blamed the scandals on me.
When she failed classes, she claimed I had falsely reported her for cheating.
Adrian believed every word.
To him, Lily was his innocent, kindhearted sister.
I was only a jealous outsider determined to destroy her.
After that, Lily tormented me in private.
And Adrian usually punished me in public.
第3章
“Adrian, please. I’m begging you.”
Adrian remains silent.
For Lily, that counts as a promise.
She winks at me.
“See, Evelyn? You don’t have to worry anymore. With Adrian here, no one will ever bully you again.”
Then she takes my hand and gently places it in Nathan Caldwell’s palm.
I jerk in surprise and try to pull away.
Nathan closes his fingers around mine before I can.
The pressure on my knuckles is a clear warning.
If I move again, he might break my fingers.
I go still.
Lily smiles.
“Lastly, I want to give Nathan back to you.”
Nathan Caldwell is the man who once stood beside me during one of the darkest periods of my life.
I knew him before I turned eighteen.
Back then, I saw him as my salvation and the man I loved.
I worked desperately to become someone worthy of standing beside him.
Then I started university, and Nathan met Lily.
One look was enough for her to decide that she wanted him.
She pursued him relentlessly.
She even pressed a knife to her throat and threatened to kill herself unless I gave him up.
She said she had never felt this way about any man.
Nathan only gave a faint smile.
“Enough, Evelyn. It’s only a relationship. You’ll get over it.”
Then he abandoned me and chose her.
They have been together for eight years.
Now Lily is dying, and she wants to give him back to me as if he were something she borrowed.
He never knew how long I had dreamed of that wedding.
Back in the hospital room, Lily looks at me with tears in her eyes.
“Evelyn, I’ll give you back the wedding I owe you. I’ll plan everything myself.”
Everyone is moved by her selflessness.
No one asks whether I still want any of it.
Lily insists on choosing my wedding dress herself.
At the bridal boutique, she tries on one white ball gown after another.
“This one is too long. It hides my legs.”
“The waist on this one is too high. It doesn’t show my figure.”
In the end, she pulls out an outdated green gown several sizes too large and holds it out to me.
I do not take it.
Lily’s eyes immediately fill with hurt.
“Evelyn, don’t you like it?”
“Of course she does,” Nathan says. “You chose it for her.”
His warning gaze lands on me.
Then he orders the bridal assistants to take me into the fitting room.
The gown hangs loosely from my body when I walk out.
Nathan looks me up and down.
“Lily has excellent taste. It looks beautiful.”
I give a cold laugh.
“Who wears green to her own wedding?”
“Green represents new beginnings,” Lily says gently. “Don’t read too much into it.”
“This dress looks like it was made for someone twice my size,” I say. “Lily, do you actually want me to marry Nathan?”
Her expression changes.
Nathan immediately snaps at me.
“You always assume everyone has bad intentions. If it’s too loose, they can clip it at the back.”
Afterward, we go to choose the wedding rings.
Lily slides the custom men’s band onto Nathan’s finger.
Then she puts the matching women’s ring on her own ring finger.
They lace their fingers together, and Lily rests her head against his shoulder.
“This set was designed by Nathan for me and made to fit my hand,” she says tearfully.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to wear the replica.”
Their rings are made of platinum.
Lily’s is set with a ten-carat pink diamond surrounded by smaller stones, handmade by a famous jeweler from Nathan’s design.
Mine has a silver band and a large pink glass stone.
It looks like cheap costume jewelry.
I do not care about the price.
But even the sales associate looks uncomfortable when she places it in front of me.
The ring for my wedding was designed for Lily.
I am only allowed to wear the imitation.
