Reese

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.

The Billionaire Backs Me Up

Chapter 38 - The Shattered Bait and the Real Prize


I stood frozen in the hospital hallway, Julian's question hanging in the air between us. Would I ask my grandmother about my mother's supposed affair? The truth was, I didn't know. But I did know one thing—I wasn't finished with Ivy yet.


"I'm not running away this time," I said, turning on my heel.


Julian's eyes widened. "Hazel, wait—"


I ignored him, marching back toward Ivy's room with purpose in every step. The medical team was just leaving as I arrived, a nurse giving me a sympathetic nod as she passed.


"She's stabilized for now," she murmured.


I pushed the door open to find Ivy propped up against her pillows. Her eyes lit up with malicious triumph when she saw me, as if she'd expected me to come crawling back, desperate to know more about my mother.


"Back so soon?" she taunted, her voice weak but dripping with condescension. "Can't handle the truth about your precious mommy?"
