Page 3 of Marry the woman with the curse-breaking blessing
Kelly's POV
Benedict pulled me aside and whispered, Kelly, you dont need to marry him just to spite me. Hes just an outsider. Im the rightful heir of our family. If you agree to what I said earlier, I promise Ill spend the rest of the wedding night with you and Ill treat you well after that.
But I yanked my hand away in disgust. Did your brain get stuck in your gut? Youd have to be sick to say something that gross. Get out of my way. Ive got a wedding to attend.
Furious, he snapped, Fine! Just wait till the day I take over our family. When that happens, Ill make sure you both die miserable deaths!
But instead of being threatened, I simply smiled coldly and replied, Maybe worry about making it through tonight first.
Out of sympathy for Mrs. Antonia, I gave her one final warning. Youre still young, Mrs. Antonia. You and your husband could always try for another child. Next time, be careful who you pick for a daughter-in-law.
With that, I gave Benedict one last look, the kind you'd give a dead man walking, and turned to leave.
But my sister couldnt hold it in any longer and blocked my path. Kelly, stop trying to imply I can't save Benedict. If youve got guts, how about we make a bet? If I help him survive tonight, you get down on your knees in front of me, Mom and Dad, apologize, admit you were wrong, and leave this city for good!
I paused, turned back, and smirked. Sure. But lets see who pulls it off first, you saving Benedict, or me saving Evan.
Once the wedding ceremony ended, everyone decided to stay overnight at the hotel to wait and see the outcome. After all, this was a once-in-a-century showdown. Who wouldnt want to witness the legendary curse in action?
While I was straddling Evan later that night, a voice message came through from Lindsay, full of smugness and spite.
Sis, Mom and Dad just said theyre officially cutting ties with you and leaving everything to me. And Benedict promised me that once he becomes head of their family, hell make sure you and that bastard Evan suffer horrible deaths. Even if you save him tonight, youre still doomed. Better go pick out a grave while youre at it hahaha!
Ignoring it, I tossed the phone aside and wrapped my arms around Evans neck. Evan, someone just threatened me. What should I do?
He tightened his grip around my waist, his voice low and husky. Dont worry. Ill deal with them, one by one. But right now, weve got more important things to take care of.
When the clock struck midnight, Evan let out a deep, satisfied breath as he held me tightly.
Just then, a knock came at the door.
From outside, a trembling voice pleaded, Kelly, please please help me!