Page 2 of Marry the woman with the curse-breaking blessing

Kelly's POV

I let out a cold laugh and snapped right back at them. Im 23 years old. Since when do I need your permission to go anywhere or do anything? And that wedding dress? Its mine. No ones taking it from me.

You ungrateful brat! my dad shouted, slapping me hard across the face.

My mom also lunged forward and grabbed the gown like a madwoman. Your sister wants it, so take it off! Now!

I tried to fight back, but Benedict grabbed both my arms and pinned me down.

Under the gown, I was only wearing stick-on covers and underwear. Just like that, he saw everything.

The shame hit me like a wave. I felt tears welling up, and when he saw that I was about to cry, he finally let go so I could change.

When I walked out of the fitting room, I saw Lindsay already wearing the gown, with a smug look on her face like shed just won a prize.

I told you, I said, clenching my fists, that dress is mine.

I tried to call the manager, but my mother yanked me back roughly. Are you done embarrassing us? That dress was meant for someone beautiful like your sister. Stop dreaming!

My dad snatched my phone away and growled, Go home and reflect on your behavior. Youre grounded until your sisters wedding is over in two days!

While I was still shouting in outrage, Benedict told his bodyguards to drag me out and stuff me into the car.

He leaned close to my ear, laughing under his breath. Kelly, so this is what they mean by playing hard to get. You showed up here on purpose, didnt you? Just to get my attention?

He then slipped a key into my palm and added, Be good. Ill spend the first half of our wedding night with your sister and the second half with you.

Disgusted, I spat right in his face. What kind of trash bag are you? So full of garbage youre spilling over? Disgusting. You're punching way above your weight.

Right then, his smile vanished, and his face turned dark. Ungrateful slut. Who else would want someone like you? You better think this through.

With that, he told the guards to send me home.

I was then locked in my room, grinding my teeth in rage. Two more days I couldnt wait to see Benedicts cursed transformation, neither man nor woman, just a freak of nature.

And when that happened, the Antonias would blame my sister and my parents first.

I had to find a way to cut ties with them before that.

That night, I caused a ruckus. I broke furniture, threw things, and made so much noise that no one could sleep.

But my parents still refused to let me out.

Left with no choice, I lit a fire.

Half of our estate went up in flames, so my parents called me a jinx and threw me out for good.

In the chaos, I grabbed my phone and called my fianc. He didnt ask a single question. He just sent someone to pick me up and take me to an empty luxury villa.

For the next two days, I slept well, rested up, and waited for the wedding day to arrive.

And when it finally came, I put on the custom-made gown that had been designed just for me, and walked into the grand event hall.

The moment my parents and Lindsay saw me, their expressions changed instantly.

Even Benedicts eyes lit up for a second before his face twisted again in disgust.

Kelly, he barked, you show up dressed like this to steal someone elses wedding? Shameless!

I hadnt expected these two walking disasters to choose the exact same day to get married. I frowned.

But then, I calmly replied, Relax. Im here to get married, too. Now get out of my way.

But Lindsay stepped in front of me, gripping the hem of her gown, her eyes full of jealousy and resentment. Why do you always take everything from me, even when we were kids? You can have the dress, fine. But Benedict? I wont give him up.

That one line sent the entire room into chaos.

Wait, what did she just say? The older daughter tried to steal her sisters wedding dress and the groom?

With that chaos, our parents pushed through the crowd, their faces flushed with anger.

Kelly, are you out of your mind? You tried to burn us alive just because we wouldnt let you steal your sisters fianc, and now you have the nerve to show up dressed like this to ruin the wedding? my mom accused me.

My father then snorted and warned, Try us, go ahead. Keep this up, and well call the police!

Kelly's POV

Everyone was stunned.

Wait, what?! She was the one who started that fire at the Shelton estate two days ago? What a monster. Typical ugly on the outside and even worse on the inside. If I were her parents, Id have disowned her ages ago!

All I wanted to do was laugh coldly.

Ever since we were kids, my sister had always had her eyes on what was mine. Then shed twist the story, acting like I was the one who stole from her, playing the victim with her soft little voice and pitiful eyes.

And my parents? They always took her side. They helped her steal everything that was supposed to belong to me.

So now, when I spoke up, I didnt hold back.

You locked me up. Took away my freedom. What, Im not even allowed to save myself? I shot back, calm and sharp.

But my father slapped me across the face. You really want to say that in front of everyone? You know exactly why we locked you up. It's because you shamelessly chased after your sisters fianc!

What?! Whats going on here? Benedicts parents had just arrived, clearly confused by the chaos.

After hearing my sister and parents pile their accusations against me, they exchanged uncertain glances.

But when we came last week to propose, she didnt say anything about wanting to marry Benedict, Mrs. Antonia said.

Still holding my stinging cheek, I let out a laugh. Mr. and Mrs. Antonia, youve always been reasonable, and I appreciate that. Ive already said itme showing up at the bridal shop, and now here, was a coincidence. The man Im marrying happens to be holding his wedding upstairs on the second floor.

The crowd burst into laughter.

The second floor? Isnt that reserved for private VIP events? Ive never heard of anyone holding a wedding up there!

My parents turned even redder with embarrassment.

Kelly! Youre such a liar, its disgusting. Get out! As of today, we no longer have a daughter like you!

In contrast to their expected reaction, I smiled with satisfaction. Perfect. Everyone here heard that, right? I want you all to be witnesses. I dont want anything to do with them anymore. I wont be dragged down by this family ever again.

Mr. and Mrs. Antonia paused, confused. Dragged down? What do you mean?

I pointed directly at my sister. She cant save your son. She never could.

My sisters face turned pale, her eyes welling with tears. Kelly, dont you remember? A fortune teller said when we were born that both of us had the blessing to break the curse. Are you really going to stand here and accuse me just because you were the one who had to marry into the Antonia family instead?

Benedict immediately pulled her into his arms, glaring at me like I was filth. Give it up, Kelly. The only woman Ill ever love, ever marry, is Lindsay. You could stand in front of me naked and I still wouldnt want you.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, Youre in such a rush to die, what do you want me to do, stop you? Well, I'm sorry, but I just feel sorry for your parents.

With that, I turned to leave, but Mrs. Antonia stepped in front of me. Kelly, what you just said, is it true? Her voice trembled slightly. If it is, will you marry my son instead?

A mothers heart was always the same. Just like in my last life, she was willing to cancel the wedding in front of everyone, just to protect her son.

But Benedict growled through gritted teeth. Mom! I told you Im not marrying that woman! Dont beg her!

He then turned to me, his expression dark and twisted. Kelly, stop trying to manipulate everyone. I dont care what tricks you pull, but Ill never marry you.

But before anyone else could speak, a calm, steady voice rang out from behind us.

My woman doesnt need to marry you.

The whole room went silent. Gasps echoed through the hall.

When people turned to look, they saw a tall, sharp-suited man standing at the doorway.

Mr. Antonias eyes went wide. Evan?!

Evan Antonia gave a polite, faint smile. Long time no see. How have you been, my brother?

Mr. Antonia was so flustered, he nodded quickly. Good, good!

It was only then that the truth came out.

The man in front of us was the son adopted by Benedicts grandfather, the very same day Benedict was born. Technically, that made him Benedicts uncle, even though they were the same age.

And when Benedict realized that I was marrying his uncle, he completely lost it.