Novel & Cerita The Better Sister Spoilers

Stella pov It's not unnatural that from the very first time I set my eyes on that new man from marketing, I crushed on him right away. I wanted him in ways that my fingers could not fulfil. Jennifer told me he was her sister's fiance and I thought he was off limits but the moment I realised she had feelings for him just as much as I did, I knew I had to get him for myself and what better ways to get both sisters to dump him than to let Sarah know what the man in her relationship was doing with his sister.

I went on to tell the female police officer about how Vivian barged into our room on our wedding night, insisting on sleeping with Zachary, how she guilt-tripped Zachary into leaving when I was sick in the hospital, and how she would threaten to end her life whenever Zachary and I were on a date. For three entire years, I backed down time and again, only for Vivian to grow increasingly bold and outrageous. I informed the police officer about how I accidentally overheard Zachary's conversation with Vivian, which was how I learned that she wasn't actually his younger sister but rather his ex-wife.

"Mom, Dad, you've got it wrong! There's no way Nadia cheated. She's been tutoring me this whole time; I wouldn't have the grades I have now without her. If anyone's score is fake, it's Nancy's!" Nancy's expression twisted, and she started weeping. "Eugene, I know Nadia used some sort of trick to bewitch you, but you can't slander me just to defend her. All of you know that she and I are biological sisters. "Back when we were at the orphanage, she used these same tricks to hook the boys there. Now that she's been adopted, she hasn't changed her ways. Don't be like those people—don't let her fool you!"

“Who is she? Does she know? Did you say anything? Why do you look constipated?” “I do not look constipated.” “You absolutely do.” Kael nodded seriously. “A little.” Traitors. Erica followed my gaze toward the entrance gates. The second she spotted the girl standing there, her eyes widened. “Oh no.” “What?” “She’s pretty.” I stared at my sister. “What kind of response is that?” “The kind where you become unbearable because you’re nervous.” “I’m not nervous.” “You haven’t blinked in thirty seconds.” That was completely unimportant information.

As he returned to work, I brought him a glass of water, when he just happened to reach out. We touched each other, but he withdrew his hand first and pretended like nothing happened. "Your sister won't survive." There was no doubt about it—anyone who could be objective would be able to see that there was no hope for my sister. Even with that mysterious spell that kept her alive despite losing almost all of her blood, it was just pointless. Two weeks later, the cops found her dried-up corpse in the middle of the street, every last drop of fluid drained out of her body.

I turned away, looked toward Daisy, then continued, "If it hadn't been for my sister, Daisy, I would've died from silver nitrate poisoning. The naive Patricia is gone. The one standing in front of you is a stranger who was given a second chance at life!" I turned my back on William as he broke down in agonized sobs and walked away without hesitation. … I thought that once I had made things clear, William would know better than to come back. But the next day, he wasn't the only one outside my door. My three older brothers were there too. The moment they saw me, their eyes filled with tears. "Pat…" I stepped back, dodging their embrace, and fixed them with a cold stare. "I'm not your sister an

“He won't let me get away with it? I’m his girlfriend. Who are you?” “I’m not making it up! I really am his sister!” “His sister?” She bent down and patted my cheek. “You’re facing total ruin, and you’re still lying through your teeth. Damien told me himself that his sister is currently studying abroad. She goes to an Ivy League school and plays the piano and cello. Look at you. You don’t look like you’re a Fischer.” The two men took a step closer to me. With my back pressed flat against the wall, my fingernails dug desperately into the wooden grain of the cabinet door.

I shouted, "Jessica, I'm still your sister!" Jessica growled, "What kind of bullcrap sister? I've always been prettier and luckier than you. Why do you get all the good things in the end, while I turned into a mess? "Don't worry. As long as you cooperate, I'll make your death quick." She wanted to kill me again and restart everything, but Brett was too scared. After all, this was a prison sentence waiting to happen.

The doctor continued on to fetch her helpers. Slipping into the examination room, she found Louella lying peacefully on the table. Hearing someone enter, Louella rolled her head to the side and slowly opened her eyes. “Well, if it isn’t my long lost crazy sister,” she said lazily. “How’d you manage to escape the witch burning?” “You and I both know that we’re not true sisters,” Davina said. She was surprised at the amount of anger and hate she suddenly felt. “So, you also know that I’m a powerful witch.”