After six years of loving Julian Grayson and literally keeping him alive with her rare blood donations, Hazel Ashworth is just three days away from becoming his wife when he calls to cancel their wedding. 
The reason? Her half-sister Ivy has been diagnosed with terminal cancer and her dying wish is to marry Julian instead. Hazel watches in horror as Julian takes her handcrafted wedding dress to Ivy, who plans to wear it while stealing not just Hazel's fiancé, but her entire wedding—same venue, same date, even the same cake flavor. 
It's a devastating replay of their childhood, where Ivy's mother Eleanor destroyed Hazel's family by seducing her father and driving her mother to suicide, then spent years pushing Hazel out while Ivy took everything that was once hers. 
But this time, Hazel refuses to break like her mother did. She demands Julian's entire company and two million dollars as compensation, then shows up at the hospital to deliver Ivy's "wedding gift" in the most explosive way possible.
As Ivy plays the perfect dying victim and Julian remains blind to her manipulation, Hazel begins to suspect that her half-sister's illness might not be as terminal as everyone believes. When Ivy has the audacity to ask Hazel to witness her wedding to Julian, the gloves come off completely. 
Now Hazel must decide how far she's willing to go to expose the truth and reclaim what's rightfully hers, even if it means destroying the man she once loved in the process.

Chapter 150 - The Sterlings' Embrace and a Lingering Question


"Excuse me?" The words slipped out before I could stop them. "I've been here before?"


Mrs. Sterling's smile only widened as she guided me to a plush sofa. "Not in this house specifically, but in our lives. Damien has told me so much about you over the years."


My eyes darted to Damien, who gave me a reassuring nod. The revelation that he'd spoken about me to his family "over the years" sent a fresh wave of bewilderment through me.


Mrs. Sterling patted the seat beside her. "Come, sit. And please, call me Auntie. 'Mrs. Sterling' makes me feel ancient."


I sank into the sofa, still trying to process her unexpected warmth. Damien settled beside me, his hand finding mine and giving it a gentle squeeze.


"I hope you don't mind that we've had to postpone our lunch plans," Mrs. Sterling—Auntie—continued. "After last night's incident, we thought it best to meet here instead."


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