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When Holly Grant discovered that her boyfriend's true love was her own sister and he had only pursued her to stay close to her sister under the guise of "family", she didn't cry. She simply agreed to the engagement, calm as still water. Simple as that. He loved her sister. She had a secret of her own. Both she and Julian King were hiding something, playing their parts. ...... At the family dinner, Julian tried to mask it, but his feelings for Helen Grant were impossible to miss. When he noticed Helen favored seafood, he quietly shifted every dish within her reach. The gift he'd brought happened to be the exact limited-edition bag she'd mentioned on social media just days ago. And when Helen joked about being Holly's bridesmaid, his knuckles went white around his glass. Holly sat quietly, watching it all—every detail she had once been blind to, now sharp and unmistakable. Midway through dinner, Helen's phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, a sweet smile lifting her lips. "It's my boyfriend," she said lightly. "I'll take it upstairs." Only after she left, Julian's attention return to his fiancee. "Have some shrimp." His movements were elegant as always, peeled a few and placed them in her bowl. Holly looked down at the glistening shrimp meat, her appetite gone immediately. "I'm full." she murmured, then heading upstairs. But the moment she opened her bedroom door, her pupils tightened. Helen was standing in front of her dresser, holding the old watch which Holly had treasured for years. "What are you doing?" Holly's voice turned cold. Helen turned and dangled the watch before her. "Nice piece. I'll get it." "Give it back." Holly stepped forward with fingers trembled. "That's mine." "Why are you so tense?" Helen's brow arched, her eyes glinting with malice. "It's just a watch. Why not let me have it?" "No." Holly's gaze hardened. "It's important to me." Helen gave a short laugh. "Important? Where did you get such an expensive watch—did you stole it?" Holly drew a slow breath. "It's a remains from someone who meant everything to me." She thought that would make her sister back down. Instead, Helen's smile sharpened. "Oh, so it's a dead man's toy." With a grimace, she flung open the window—and hurled the watch out. "Disgusting." Holly's mind went blank , she watching the arc of the watch crash against the marble below and shatter with a sharp crack. "No!" She lunged forward, shoving Helen aside. "How dare you throw my things?!" Helen stumbled, eyes wide with disbelief. "How dare you push me?" Holly had never fought back before. Fury flared in Helen's face, her hand snapped across Holly's cheek. "You're insane! Clinging to a dead man's trash and daring to hit me? You trying to rebel?!" Pain burned across Holly's face, but she ignored it, turning to run downstairs. "I didn't say you could leave!" Helen grabbed her by the hair. The sharp tug made Holly's vision go black. When they struggled, Helen's foot slipped. "Ahhhh!" Both sisters tumbled down the stairs. Severe pain is hitting, Holly's forehead struck a step hard, warm liquid trickled down her cheek. She ignored the pain and tried to crawl toward the broken watch on the floor below. However, the next moment, a pair of polished shoes stopped in front of her. Julian crouched—not to help her, but to lift Helen gently into his arms. "What happened?" His voice was thick with concern. Helen's eyes brimmed with tears as she leaned weakly against him. "Brother-in-law, I broke her watch by accident, and she pushed me down..." Julian frowned at Holly, who was bloodied and still dragging herself toward the shattered watch. "Holly," his voice hardened, "you pushed your own sister over a watch?" Holly let out a low laugh, blood dripped from her chin. "She smashed it first. She hit me first. And you only believe her?" Her gaze locked on his. "Tell me, are you my fiance—or hers?" King's face darkened. "You're making excuses. Stop being unreasonable." Their parents arrived at the commotion. Seeing Helen injured, they flew into a rage, slapping and scolding Holly. "Ungrateful girl! That's your sister!" Julian didn't stop them. He only wiped the blood from Helen's forehead with tender care. When Helen whispered that she felt dizzy, he and her parents rushed her to the hospital, leaving Holly behind. Blood blurred Holly's vision. She crawled to the broken watch, clutching it in her palm. Then, swaying on her feet, she had to stumble out the door and hailed a cab to the hospital. When Holly rushed to the hospital, through the glass of a ward, she saw Julian tucking the blanket around Helen while her parents fussed lovingly beside the bed. Two nurses passed by, whispering: "That family really dotes on their older daughter." "Yeah, and that guy—he's the younger one's fiance, but he even donated 1000cc of blood for her." The words hit Holly like lightning. Julian had a serious heart condition, so his doctor had forbidden him from donating blood. But he'd run carrying Helen, strong and fast. How could a heart-patient do that? A terrible thought flashed through her mind. She rushed to her friend Daisy Astor's office. She had recently transferred to this hospital. "Daisy, please," Holly said, pale and shaking, "Help me check Julian's medical records." Daisy startled by her appearance, pulled them up quickly. The record made Holly's blood run cold. Julian had never undergone heart surgery. "It is impossible." She staggered back against the wall. If he'd never had heart surgery—then the heart of the man she loved wasn't in his chest at all. Yes. That was her secret. She and Helen were sisters, but their parents had always favored the elder. Holly had been born only to provide umbilical cord blood to save Helen's life. Her childhood was shadowed by neglect and bullying. Her parents turned a blind eye; no one ever stood up for her—except one person. Jade Murphy! The top student, the boy every girl liked—yet he was the only one who shielded her. He kicked open the bathroom door when she was locked in and drenched. He tutored her patiently when she failed an exam. On her birthday, he filled her drawer with her favorite candies. After graduation, they became a couple. He held her hand, smiling like sunlight. "Holly, let's go to college together. Leave this place." "I'll give you a home. You won't need to envy your sister anymore. I'll be your family and give you all love now." For the first time, her drifting heart found an anchor. But on the day they registered for college, Jade was hit by a car while buying her a cake. In the ICU, he held her hand. "Don't cry, Holly... See the world for me..." After his death, she'd wanted to end her life—until she learned his heart had been donated. That single fact kept her breathing. She searched frantically for the recipient and finally found a name: Julian King. To get close to him, she schemed her way into his life, becoming his fiancee. But now, everything was wrong. "Check again," she whispered to Daisy. "Find who actually received Jade's heart." Daisy typed quickly. A new man appeared on the screen. "It was another man with the same name." Holly clutched her chest, as if she could hold her breaking heart together. Her voice was hoarse. "Help me find his address." "You're going to him?" Daisy asked, shocked. "But your wedding—" "Wedding?" Holly smiled faintly. "The heart I wanted to protect was never his. There's no reason to marry him." "I only cared about the heart. Since I was wrong, he means nothing to me now."