Bleeding for Revenge

Synopsis

Perhaps I'd committed every sin in my past life. When I failed my cultivation tribulation, a bolt of lightning struck me—not into oblivion, but straight into a cruel romance novel. I became the ill-fated original heroine, the one who was tortured in both body and heart by her prince husband, only to die miserably in the end. In the original story, Harvey's heart belonged to my own sister, Jessica Davidson. She was his sweetheart, untouchable and flawless, but fate threw her into the palace, where she became the Queen. Harvey loved her but could not have her. So he married me, who bore a faint resemblance to Jessica, as a substitute. On the day the original heroine died, Harvey finally realized the truth. He cradled her lifeless body and wept like a man torn apart, declaring that all along, it had been her he truly loved. I scoffed. Cry my ass.Where was all this realization when she was alive? I was here now. On the very first day I woke, the show began. Jessica had been thrown out of the palace by the King, wailing as she ran straight into the Duke's manor. Harvey's eyes burned with worry. Without hesitation, he ordered someone to bring a bowl and said to me, "Helena, your sister is frail. Only blood from your own vein can save her. You are her elder sister. Surely you will bleed for her." He handed me a knife, his gaze earnest, as though this was some sacred duty. I stared at him in silence for three long seconds. Then, with a swift motion, I yanked his hair and pressed the knife to his chest. I said, "You're so noble and so magnificent. You want to use my blood to save your loved one and try to torment me? Then I'll bully your whole damn family."