My Sister's Amnesia Stole My Fiancé

The day of my engagement, my sister Tiffany got into a car accident and lost her memory, mistaking my fianc Liam for her boyfriend.

Everyone immediately ordered me to give Liam to her.

Seeing my diamond ring, she sniffled, forcing a smile, If you like it so much, I'll just give it to you.

My brother, Ethan, snatched my wedding ring from my hand and threw it down the drain to vent his anger for her.

When she found out I moved into our wedding home, she cried, tears streaming down her face, "Why do you have to steal my wedding home too? We're family!"

Mom and Dad both urged me to be generous and kind, then ganged up and kicked me out of the house.

Later, she suffered from depression and climbed onto the rooftop late at night, weeping that no one loved her.

Liam rushed to her side, gently wiping away her tears. "Silly girl, you're the one I've always loved."

He personally placed a veil on her, and they shared a sweet kiss under the moonlight.

No one paid attention to me, pushed off the building by her, lying there mangled, dying in agony.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my sister Tiffany got into the car accident and lost her memory.

"Seducing Liam, doing something so utterly despicable and shamelesshow do you even have the nerve to live?"

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw Tiffany lunging at me in fury, a pair of sharp scissors in her hand, aimed straight for my face.

Instinctively, I pushed her away. Tiffany stumbled, the scissors flying from her grip, and she lost her balance, collapsing onto the floor.

"I'm your own sister, why would you do this to me"

She clutched her face, sobbing uncontrollably.

Mom and Dad rushed out of the hospital room, embracing her tenderly and comforting her without end.

People came and went in the hospital, casting countless strange glances our way.

"She looks so innocent, but she's actually a homewrecker."

"They're sisters? How utterly shameless."

I stared fixedly at the delicate woman before me, pinching my palm hard.

The pain brought me back to reality.

I had truly been reborn.

Back to the day Tiffany lost her memory in the car accident!

In my previous life, that day was supposed to be my wonderful engagement day with Liam.

Tiffany, who was studying abroad, had rushed back to celebrate with me but got into a car accident on the way.

When she woke up, she unexpectedly lost her memory, mistaking Liam for her boyfriend of many years.

Upon hearing about my engagement to Liam, she completely broke down.

"I'm the one who loves him!"

"Stella, you're my own sister, why would you betray me?"

From that day on, Tiffany treated me like an enemy.

She'd throw tantrums anytime, anywhere, constant insults were normal, and slaps and objects being thrown never stopped.

The worst time, she threw a pot of boiling water on me, leaving large scars.

My life became unbearable.

But everyone around me said I bore an inescapable responsibility.

"If she hadn't rushed back to celebrate with you, Tiffany wouldn't have lost her memory. You owe her big time!"

"She's sick now, she has amnesia. How can you even think about arguing with her?"

From that day on, I was forced to tolerate and endure all of Tiffany's malice.

And she, in turn, gained everyone's favoritism.

Seeing the engagement ring on my finger, she would sniffle, forcing a smile, "If you like it, I'll just give it to you."

Behind my back, she'd cry herself into dehydration and end up in the ER.

My brother, Ethan, who had always looked up to me, snatched my wedding ring and flushed it down the toilet, to vent his anger for her.

When she found out I moved into our wedding home, she cried, tears streaming down her face, "Why do you always steal my things? We're family!"

Mom and Dad were heartbroken, turning to scold me for not being generous and kind, then kicking me out of the house.

No matter how absurd or unreasonable Tiffany's demands were, I had to fulfill them.

Even a hint of dissatisfaction, and she would have a fit, threaten to cut her wrists.

And I gradually became the killer in everyone's eyes, the one who drove her to her death.

"Tiffany has amnesia, she's not deliberately bothering you. Can't you be more understanding of a sick person?"

"It's just a small favor, what's the big deal? She's your sister!"

But who would be understanding of me?

So, because Tiffany lost her memory, I was supposed to sacrifice my entire life?

In that moment, I felt utter darkness.

It was as if I was trapped in a deserted alley, with no end in sight.

In the end, even the fianc I had loved for years was handed over.

"Because of you, Tiffany was so seriously hurt. Can't you just bear with it?"

When I couldn't help but complain, Liam looked at me with cold, reproachful eyes: "You have no pity for your own family, Stella, do you even have a heart?!"

I'll never forget that night.

Tiffany, suffering a depressive episode, climbed onto the rooftop in the middle of the night, weeping that no one loved her.

Upon hearing the news, I rushed up immediately, wanting to save her.

But she violently shoved me, and I fell, mangled and bloody.

Liam rushed to the scene. He clearly saw me, lying there in agony on the ground, yet he still ran straight upstairs and held Tiffany in his arms, gently wiping away her tears:

"Silly girl, you're the one I've always loved."

Under the romantic moonlight, he personally placed a veil on her, and they kissed sweetly.

No one cared about me, cruelly pushed off the building. My throat gushed with blood and fragments of internal organs, but it couldn't compare to the searing pain in my heart.

Liam clearly saw me

Why didn't he save me?

I longed and begged to live.

I was still alive!

But all I got was a body growing cold, slowly bleeding out and suffocating, a tragic end of despair.

Floating in mid-air, I saw the triumphant smile on Tiffany's lips.

She hadn't lost her memory at all!

The so-called car accident was nothing more than a staged act!

Only because she also liked Liam, driven by jealousy, she deliberately plotted to ruin the engagement party.

Turning my life into a nightmare!

Why me?!

Carrying that resentment and hatred.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Tiffany got into the car accident.

Right now.

Tiffany was still crying dramatically.

"I just don't understand, Stella, you're my sister!"

She choked, clutching her chest, her face even paler. "What did I ever do to you, that you would shamelessly steal my engagement ring"

Before she could finish, my brother Ethan anxiously jumped in to accuse me:

"Stella, can't you be more understanding? Tiffany is already suffering so much from the car accident and memory loss, and you're deliberately provoking her! Are you even human?!"

He roughly grabbed my hand, pulled off my ring, and flung it into the toilet. "It's just a stupid ring Ha, let's see you show it off now!"

Yet, just before, at the engagement party, he had earnestly promised me: "Sis, if anyone ever bullies you, I'll beat them to a pulp!"

In front of me, Mom and Dad also wore cold expressions.

"Tiffany is sick now. As family, we need to give her plenty of love."

"Stella, you need to be deferential to your sister. If you dare to provoke Tiffany again, get out of our house. It's our bad luck to have raised such a cold-hearted ingrate!"

They only cared about Tiffany.

No one remembered that today was supposed to be my engagement day.

There were no blessings, only utter chaos.

I had expected this.

In my previous life, when they saw my horrific injuries, Mom and Dad were heartbroken.

But under Tiffany's tearful onslaught, they quickly changed their tune, claiming I had accidentally fallen from a height, just to exonerate Tiffany.

Later, at my grave, they smiled with relief, telling me not to blame them, and to reincarnate soon.

"Life, after all, must move forward."

But their bright and beautiful future was built upon my death!

Even though I had experienced it all before.

Those cold, impatient stares still pierced my heart, making it seize up.

Looking at the loving family before me.

I nodded expressionlessly. "I don't care. Do what you want."

Before they went home.

I packed a few simple toiletries and moved out.

The next day, after calming myself, I went to work.

First thing in the morning, my colleagues were all congratulating me on my engagement.

"Make sure you invite us to the wedding!"

"Stella, you and Liam are a perfect match. Your children are going to be beautiful!"

Suddenly hearing Liam's name, I trembled.

It was as if I was back in that frigid moonlit night.

My bones shattered, I lay on the ground like a dead dog, struggling with all my might but to no avail, only able to agonizingly feel life slowly drain away

I never wanted to experience that desperate taste again!

Exhaling sharply, I was about to clarify my relationship with Liam.

But then, Tiffany darted out from the crowd, grabbed a computer from a nearby desk, and savagely hurled it at me.

"Stella, you'll stop at nothing to seduce Liam for your career! He's your sister's man!"

"Do you really have to completely ruin my life before you're satisfied?!"

Her shout created a huge stir.

My colleagues around me started whispering.

"Oh my god, what a bombshell!"

"I knew it! Stella, a woman, becoming manager so soon after graduation? She must have slept her way to the top. Tsk, tsk"

"And they're sisters? Becoming a mistress to steal her sister's fianc, how absolutely shameless, ugh!"

Shock, disdain, contempt

Strange looks pierced me like needles.

I watched Tiffany's outburst calmly: "Are you done making a scene?"

"Stella, you've always targeted me, jealous that I'm more successful and happy than you."

Tiffany gave a tragic smile, her face stained with tears. "Before, I always tolerated you because you were younger, but you're really driving me crazy!"

"I I'm pregnant. My baby needs a father, and he'll call you Auntie!"

"Stella, please give Liam back to me, okay?"

Undeniably, Tiffany was a master actress.

She cautiously cradled her belly, tears falling like a broken string of pearls, evoking sympathy from everyone.

Not to mention, the other protagonist soon appeared.

When Liam showed up, he froze.

He first guiltily avoided my gaze, then unhesitatingly rushed to Tiffany, his face filled with tenderness.

This "sincere display" further solidified my "disgrace."

The murmurs around us grew louder.

Ignoring them, I calmly dialed the police.

And also contacted a mental hospital.

Tiffany loved to use her "fits" to torment and humiliate me.

So, I'd send her back to where she belonged!

By the time Mom and Dad rushed over.

Tiffany was leaning by the window, threatening to jump.

One foot hovered in mid-air, her eyes red:

"I just want my happiness back, is that wrong?"

"Why do I, who's never done anything bad, have to suffer such cruelty?"

"Liam, it seems we're destined to be together in this life. Let's meet again in the next!"

Everyone was terrified by her deathly words.

Liam was completely flustered; he stepped forward, trembling, to comfort her:

"Tiffany, please come down, okay? We still have a connection. Can you bear to leave me like this?"

Tiffany's face was pale, tears continuously streaming down:

"But Stella is my own sister, I really can't bear to hurt her"

She closed her eyes and let go of the window frame.

As she was about to fall, Liam lunged forward, fiercely pulling her into his arms.

As if he was embracing the cherished treasure of his life.

Seeing Tiffany successfully rescued, everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.

Mom turned and slapped me hard:

"Stella, are you gloating now? Driving your own sister to death, how could I have given birth to such a cold-blooded, heartless animal?!"

Dad also gave me a cold glare: "Apologize to Tiffany immediately! Otherwise, you'll regret it!"

I touched the stinging pain on my face, responding calmly: "I didn't do anything wrong, why should I apologize?"

They knew perfectly well.

It was Tiffany's "amnesia" and "illness" that made her mistake him.

Why should I accept this fabricated guilt?

"Stella, are you done?!"

Mom impatiently cut me off, her voice shrill and piercing: "Tiffany got this strange illness because of your car accident and amnesia. You must atone for her for the rest of your life!"

"You nitpick over every little thing! How did I ever give birth to such a cold-hearted, ungrateful viper?!"

"If I had known I should have strangled you at birth to spare others from your evil!"

Even Liam looked at me with hatred.

They all united to protect Tiffany.

But Tiffany's attempt to jump, though dramatic, was staged. Below the window was a spacious patio, barely half a meter high. No one could die from such a fall.

Yet, in my previous life, when I was pushed down from dozens of feet high and lay broken on the concrete, no one stood up for me.

Their hearts were always and only for Tiffany.

I had no chance before, but now I would seek justice for myself!

When the police arrived.

I turned and exposed Tiffany's antics: "Tiffany slandered my reputation. Please give me justice."

The moment the words left my mouth.

Liam's face instantly changed, and he shot me a look of displeasure.

Dad roared at me, his face grim:

"Stella, are you crazy? Do you really want to send your own sister to prison?"

Mom, with her sharp fingernails, lunged at me, not forgetting to curse:

"Fine, heaven truly is blind to let me raise such a despicable, low-life animal!"

"Stella, listen to me. If you cause Tiffany to be taken away by the police today, I'll disown you as my daughter!"

Facing those hateful, glaring eyes, I remained expressionless.

In my previous life, when I slowly bled out and died in despair, my heart had already stopped feeling pain.

The Stella who was a daughter of the family was already dead in that desolate moonlit night.

I turned and handed the pre-prepared evidence to the police: "The one causing trouble is Tiffany, my biological sister. She has a mental illness, memory confusion."

Saying this, I handed over a copy of her medical records.

Tiffany had been very thorough in her act, somehow procuring a seemingly authentic diagnostic report.

In my previous life, she used this "get out of jail free card" to humiliate and torment me repeatedly.

But now, it would be the very thing to nail her to the pillar of shame!