When My Lies Turned Real

The night before the wedding, my fianc Damien told me about a wedding custom from his hometown.

The bride must cross over a burning brazier without wearing underwear, or she would offend the gods and bring disaster.

I agreed reluctantly, thinking of him.

Until the wedding day, when Nina suddenly lifted my skirt and shouted with a laugh.

"Everyone come look! I knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath!"

"Elara, I was just making a bet with friends about whether you'd wear underwear. You're not mad, are you?"

I was utterly humiliated and knocked the camera from her hands.

But Damien immediately shielded Nina behind him, laughing without a care:

"Elara, it's April Fools' Day. Everyone's just joking with you."

"The astrologer said I'd have bad luck this year unless someone caused a scene at my wedding. You understand, don't you?"

I laughed bitterly.

But he didn't know that before being recognized by the billionaire Hartley family, I had gained a supernatural ability whatever lies I told would come true.

Just then, a large truck careened out of control toward Damien.

At the last second, Damien barely dodged, avoiding being crushed to a pulp.

But he acted like nothing happened, reaching to put his arm around my waist.

"Come on, Nina didn't mean it. Don't take it to heart."

I calmly stepped back twice, dodging his hand.

"Don't touch me!"

"Damien, did the astrologer really say that?"

The atmosphere instantly froze.

Damien frowned slightly, his tone becoming a bit impatient.

"Does it really matter whether it's true or false? Why do you keep harping on this?"

"Nina has depression, but you stole everything that belonged to her, causing her depression to flare up until she almost committed suicide."

"She's never blamed you. It was just an April Fools' joke. Do you need to get this angry?"

Watching him smile as he picked up the camera and returned it to Nina, I sneered.

"Depression?"

"You think I'll still believe that?"

My gaze fell with interest on Nina's young, pretty face.

Her complexion was rosy, her eyes bright and alert.

Where was even half a sign of depression severe enough for suicide?

Damien stiffened, apparently not expecting me to be so direct, then showed just the right amount of grievance.

"Elara, this is all true!"

"Nina really has depression. If she gets too emotional, she'll go into shock!"

At that moment, Nina's jealous gaze fell on my wedding dress, her face full of dissatisfaction.

"Damien! Why are you explaining so much to her!"

"If it weren't for your grandfather insisting you marry the real Hartley heiress, why would you marry her?"

I couldn't help but laugh. I said nothing.

No wonder when someone lifted my skirt and took embarrassing photos, Damien didn't care, acting like nothing had happened.

Then everyone who owed me, everyone who bullied me, should pay the price!

I turned, meeting Damien's gaze, and asked with a smile:

"I'll ask you one last time. Will she really go into shock?"

Whether Damien was lying, I would soon know.

But before he could answer, Nina beside him looked impatient, pointing at my nose and saying sarcastically:

"How ridiculous! You haven't even married into the Sinclair family yet and you're already so paranoid! Would Damien actually lie to you?"

Damien nodded, agreeing:

"Nina's right. The doctor warned her not to get emotionally excited. If her condition acts up, she might go into shock..."

Before he finished speaking.

"Ah "

Nina's mocking face suddenly trembled.

Nina collapsed abruptly, her face visibly turning deathly pale, her whole body convulsing.

"Nina!"

Damien's eyes widened instantly, panicking. The scene became chaotic.

I looked at Damien, sneering inwardly.

"Today is April Fools' Day. Maybe Nina is just messing with us. Don't make such a fuss."

Since you deceived me first, I need not show mercy.

Let your words come true!

Damien froze in his steps.

"Elara, I promised I'd marry you. There's no need to go after Nina."

I smiled gently. "Damien, you seem to have gotten something wrong. It's not that I'm desperate to marry you."

Damien looked confused.

That handsome face so close to mine looked at me with slightly trembling eyelashes, tenderness nearly overflowing from his eyes.

I lifted his chin, laughing softly.

"It's the Sinclair family begging me to marry down to you, to facilitate a business alliance between the Sinclairs and Hartleys. I also hope you can be loyal, not lie to me, and not disappoint me."

Damien stayed by hospitalized Nina's side day and night. I was happy to have the peace and quiet.

However, after Nina was discharged.

She completely changed from her usual arrogant demeanor, bringing cake to my door to apologize.

I frowned.

I didn't need to guess to know the cake contained chocolate that would cause me to go into anaphylactic shock.

I pretended everything was normal, smiling as I accepted the cake.

Perfect. Let her experience the taste of her own medicine.

My nose filled with the scent of chocolate. I asked, knowing full well:

"Is this mango cake? I love it!"

Nina paused, then smiled in agreement.

"Of course! It's definitely mango flavored!"

"Hurry and try it. It tastes amazing!"

I took a deep breath and cut a large piece, handing it to her first.

Nina quickly took a big bite, as if proving her sincerity. Seeing me hesitate, she asked with reddened eyes:

"This mango cake is delicious. Won't Elara eat any? Are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

I curved my lips slightly.

Nina had nearly gone into shock from secretly eating mangoes as a child. How could she not know she was allergic to mangoes?

Heaven has a road but you won't take it. Hell has no gate but you insist on breaking in!

Then I'll play along!

Before long, Nina suddenly clutched her stomach, looking like she wanted to cry but couldn't, more like a stubborn little white flower.

"Elara!"

She opened her mouth trembling.

"Even if you're jealous that I've had parents who loved me since childhood, you can't poison me! If I hadn't eaten so little, I'd be dead here today!!"

Damien rushed over at the sound.

He held the disfigured Nina, looking at me with undisguised disgust.

"Elara Hartley, don't you know Nina is allergic to mangoes? When did you become so... vicious??"

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Look at her mouth running off like that. She knows she's allergic to mangoes but still eats it? Isn't she looking for death? Maybe her depression is acting up again and she's seeking death? Call the police quickly, don't let her die in my house!"

I scoffed, not looking at her pig-liver-colored face, leisurely pulling out my phone.

Nina bit her lower lip, looking like she was making a noble sacrifice.

"Don't call the police!"

Seeing me completely unharmed and even mockingly taunting her, a flash of hatred crossed her eyes. She said through gritted teeth:

"Even if she's jealous of our childhood friendship, I can't call the police. That would ruin the Hartley family's reputation..."

Looking at the red rash on her arms and neck, Damien frowned slightly, his gaze falling on the cake on the table.

"Nina is still being generous, but didn't you buy a chocolate cake?"

Hearing this, I quickly stopped Damien from taking Nina to the hospital, pretending to be shocked.

"What chocolate?"

"She clearly said it was mango cake!"

"Damien, don't you know I'm severely allergic to chocolate?"

Damien coughed lightly, explaining helplessly:

"Elara, you can't blame this all on Nina! She didn't know you were allergic to chocolate."

"Besides, you're fine. Nothing happened..."

"Damien."

I looked up into his eyes.

"Are you blind?"

"She lifted my skirt to humiliate me, and now she sends me chocolate cake to make me go into shock!"

"Damien, my patience has limits too."

Damien said nothing. The atmosphere instantly returned to silence.

I was too lazy to figure out his true feelings. After all, it was Damien who would marry only me, not that I could only marry him.

Watching Damien drive away with Nina, I gently swirled the wine glass in my hand.

I wondered if they'd still be able to smile after going to the hospital.

I took a hot shower and turned off my phone to avoid being bombarded with calls.

Just as I drifted into sleep, the bedside lamp suddenly blazed on.

Then, a man's roar woke me up.

Damien gripped his phone tightly, his voice trembling slightly.

"I've been calling until I nearly broke my phone! And you're still in the mood to sleep! Nina's face is ruined! Do you know that?"

I rubbed my eyes and looked up to see Nina's face covered in red rashes, swollen like a pig's head.

With just one look, I was nearly scared off the bed.

In the dim light, Nina's face was wrapped in bandages, the exposed skin festering with not a single patch of good flesh.

She stood before the bed, looking at me with extremely vicious eyes, as if wanting to tear me to pieces.

Damien gently pulled her into his arms, turned to look at me, his face instantly livid.

He called his lawyer, saying he would sue the cake shop owner and pursue it to the end.

I looked Nina up and down and sneered.

"Tsk!"

"Who told you to be greedy! Eating despite being allergic to mangoes! Now you're swollen like a pig's head!"

Damien glared at me furiously.

"Elara Hartley! Has your conscience been eaten by dogs!"

"Nina's face is ruined and you're still making sarcastic remarks!"

Nina glared at me viciously, her eyes full of poisonous hatred.

Damien took a deep breath and grabbed my wrist hard.

"Nina's accident is your responsibility too. You must compensate her. I think you should give her that villa on the mountain and half the shares in your name!"

"I'll also persuade her to forgive you."

I laughed softly.

One playing the bad cop, one playing the good cop.

Nina got all the benefits, Damien got all the good reputation.

Perfect. I was just thinking about how to ruin Damien's reputation.

Who told him to be two-timing, playing both sides.

I forced out two tears, pretending to be wronged.

"Why! She's an outsider. Why should she get my family's money!"

Nina also took the opportunity to play the victim, making Damien's heart ache instantly.

"Damien, don't worry about me."

"Even if I die outside, I won't take a penny from the Hartley family!"

Damien's brow furrowed. He looked at me with complete dissatisfaction, as if looking at a child who didn't understand.

"Elara, you stole her identity as the heiress. Isn't that enough? Now you want to drive her to death?"

"It's just this little bit of money. Can't you let her have it?"

I scoffed and couldn't help asking:

"Compensate her? Does she deserve it?"

"I was sold to a mountain village as a child and suffered abuse. Don't you know that?"

"From the moment I was born, her mother stole me and sold me to human traffickers. The fact that I haven't kicked Nina out of the house or called the police to send their whole family to prison is already merciful enough!"

What I said was all true. Damien couldn't refute it, obviously losing face.

He sighed lightly, took my hand, and comforted me:

"Elara, I know you suffered a lot as a child, but Nina grew up pampered. Without money, what will she do for the rest of her life?"

"Don't worry. Even though Nina and I grew up together, you're just as important to me as she is."

"Just as important?"

I suppressed the smile at the corner of my mouth and nodded.

"Fine! I'm about to marry into the Sinclair family anyway, so hand over all the assets in your name for me to manage!"

Nina immediately pointed at my nose and cursed angrily.

"Elara Hartley! It's not enough that you're monopolizing Damien! Now you're eyeing the Sinclair family money too! Do you have no shame!"

Damien didn't want me to make things difficult for Nina anymore and brushed me off.

"Of course. After you marry me, my money is your money."

I smiled with satisfaction and gave Nina a provocative look.

But Nina behind me was dismissive, touching her slightly protruding belly with a sneer.

"So stupid."

But just as Damien finished speaking, his grandfather called.

Specifically asking me to take over all of Damien's assets and help manage them.

I froze all the bank cards in Damien's name.

Without money to keep Nina, he angrily sent me a voice message.

"Elara Hartley, unfreeze those cards right now!"

That night, they were taken away by police for dining and dashing.

The incident even made headlines on the city's entertainment news.

After Damien was released from the detention center, he stormed into my CEO office looking furious.

I sat in the executive chair, legs crossed, smiling smugly.

"Your grandfather handed over all your assets for me to manage. Isn't that what you agreed to first?"

Damien was momentarily speechless.

But Nina put her hands on her hips and shouted at me angrily.

"Why is the old man so good to you! No matter what, you're not a Sinclair. You're always an outsider!"

I lifted my eyelids and glanced at her belly with a smile.

"Outsider? I'm Damien's wife-to-be. His money isn't for me to manage, should it go to you? What are you?"

Damien seemed intimidated by my presence, his face livid, apparently guilty, not daring to say another word.

I now controlled the finances. Next was teaching this shameless pair a lesson.

But Nina was dismissive, stroking her slightly protruding belly with a charming smile.

"After all, this is the Sinclair family's money. You're still not a Sinclair!"

"I'll tell you the truth. I have a Sinclair in my belly "

Damien quickly covered her mouth, preventing the truth from being revealed.

I smiled.

I'd known about Nina's pregnancy for a long time.

After all this talk, I was waiting for her to say this.

"What did you say? Are you carrying Damien's child?"

I looked at Damien with confusion, pretending to be heartbroken.

"Is what she's saying true? I thought you two just had no boundaries, but you've been sleeping together behind my back, and now there's even a child!"

"I'm going to tell Dad. I'm not getting married!"

I turned resolutely to leave, scaring Damien into quickly abandoning Nina to coax me.

I knew clearly in my heart that he agreed to marry me only because his grandfather favored me.

A flash of panic crossed Damien's eyes. He quickly denied it.

"Of course not!"

I asked with a serious face, repeatedly:

"Damien, don't lie to me. That's really not your child?"

Damien didn't hesitate for a second, patting his chest to assure me:

"The child she's carrying is definitely not mine!"

I couldn't help but smile and nodded.

"I believe you, but I require a DNA paternity test."

Three days later, Damien and I held a grand wedding, inviting celebrities from both business and political circles.

Halfway through the wedding, I took an envelope from a staff member.

Damien looked at me helplessly.

"Elara, this is all a misunderstanding."

"If that child isn't mine, will you kneel and apologize to Nina?"

Damien was clearly doing this on purpose.

Making me lose face on our wedding day was his way of punishing me.

Damien snatched the report from my hands and showed it to everyone.

Seeing "no blood relation" on it, the whole venue erupted in harsh condemnation.

"I knew Nina was innocent!"

"Hurry up and kneel to apologize! Don't waste everyone's time!"

"Why isn't Elara Hartley reacting? Did she already know something?"

Nina also shed tears, glaring at me resentfully, as if I had deliberately bullied her.

"Hmph! Now the truth is out. Let's see how you try to argue your way out!"

Seeing me about to refute, Damien suddenly gripped my wrist, leaned close to my ear, his voice extremely low.

"Elara Hartley, admit defeat."

"Even if you cry and beg me now, you must kneel and apologize to Nina!"

I laughed dismissively, lifted my skirt, and gracefully took the stage.

"Don't rush!"

"I know you bribed the staff to give me a fake report."

"But I have a medical report here, about you. Want to see it?"

Ignoring the shock on everyone's faces below, I just quietly glanced at Damien.

Then calmly pulled out that medical report.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath, all eyes gathering here.

After a moment of silence, I heard Damien's roar.

"Impossible! This must be a mistake!"

I smiled.

"You have oligospermia. Has no one told you?"

As soon as the words fell, Damien's face instantly turned deathly pale.