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 47 - Unveiled Fears and a Hint of a Kiss


I watched Damien's expression change as he processed my words about the gift seeming insignificant. His features softened in a way that made my heart skip.


"Hazel," he said, his voice gentle yet firm, "value isn't measured by price. These pieces show thoughtfulness and consideration. That's worth more than anything money can buy."


I looked down at my empty mug, embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so insecure."


"Don't apologize for being honest." He leaned forward slightly. "I prefer knowing what you're thinking."


The intensity in his gaze made me reach for my purse, needing a moment to collect myself.


"Speaking of returning things," I said, changing the subject, "I should thank you properly for lending me your watch that night. It really saved me from being late to my appointment."


Damien's lips curved into a small smile. "About that... I didn't exactly lend it to you."
