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 41 - A Queen's Turbulent Celebration and a Mysterious Arrival


The door swung open, and my heart plummeted. Standing there, with that familiar self-righteous expression I'd grown to despise, was Julian.


"What the hell?" I hissed, shooting Victoria a betrayed look.


Victoria held up her hands defensively. "Before you get mad, this wasn't meant as a nice surprise. I thought you deserved to show off how amazing your life is now—right to his face."


Julian stepped into the room, his eyes sweeping over the extravagant party before landing on me. The "Birthday Queen" sash suddenly felt ridiculous rather than fun.


"Seriously, Hazel?" he said, his voice dripping with judgment. "This is what you're doing while Ivy's in the ICU?"


The room fell silent. I placed the cake knife down carefully, willing my hands not to shake.


"Nice to see you too, Julian," I replied, my voice steadier than I felt. "Interesting that you're here instead of at her bedside. How devoted of you."
