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The Billionaire's Cursed Heiress

Zara Hansley had always believed herself forsaken by the gods due to the terminal illness she was diagnosed with. Every doctor she visited had declared she would not live past her 23rd birthday. Yet, when left with only a few months to live, Zara found out that the root of her illness was a curse, one which she could break. Just like that, she was given a new chance at life—she had to scour the earth for the cure in just a few short months or succumb to her fate. Fate, however, was a funny thing—it brought her to a stranger that would alter the course of her life forever, and his life by her. Born to an ancient family, Amir Frostcrown was cursed to bring misfortune to any female around him. Not only that, he was able to hear the thoughts of others, thus further drawing a line between him and other ordinary folk. As such, while these abilities amassed him an enormous wealth over the years, he was destined to live a loveless life of solitude. That all changed when his and Zara’s paths crossed. As someone that was completely unaffected by his curses and abilities, Amir Frostcrown was immediately intrigued by this dying girl. One dream, one vow, and two curses. That was all it took for Zara to tumble from the world of reality into fantasy. Would she be able to find her cure in time? When secrets are revealed, would Zara and Amir Frostcrown stand the test of time? *** “We were fated to be from the beginning!” he amusedly declared as he looked at her dotingly, eyes sparkling and only her image visible in his blue eyes. “I don’t believe in fate!” Zara mumbled softly as she looked to the ground, afraid of facing him and the undeniable truth he spoke of. “But don’t you see?” Amir asked. “Isn’t fate what led us to this very moment?”

GEEGEE · Fantasy
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236 Chs

CHAPTER 230: TWO YEARS LATER

Kingdom of Rozinya

Surely, Zara found that time was indeed precious, since before she could have enough time to play around and scour around as she wanted. That deadline caught up to her.

Sitting inside the salon at the temple, Zara was having her traditional makeup done. This was the day when she was going to be having her fourth wedding in just two years.

To think that she would be able to achieve something like this, she felt like she was one of a kind and that label made her very happy just thinking about it.

A week ago, she held the third wedding, which was very normal to most of the weddings out there. She, unfortunately, wore white, under the request of her very healthy grandparents whose vigor had returned, especially with the addition of the new family member.

Who would have thought that so many things would happen in the two years she was supposed to have fun?