The Billionaire's Cursed Heiress
Chapter 211: WHAT KIND OF FATE IS THIS?

Chapter 211: Chapter 211: WHAT KIND OF FATE IS THIS?

’No .... This is just a joke, right?’ Zara was shaken as she denied everything she had just witnessed as a bystander.

How can what she had seen really be true?

It just didn’t make sense at all.

In fact, she didn’t dare accept that logic and admit that she had been raising and trusting the person who put her in the situation that she was in right now.

Thinking of the moment she started suspecting the brother she had picked and clamored badly for him to be brought home, Zara felt like a joke.

Looking at the man she loved in both lifetimes, playing and toying with feelings. And in the end, plunged that dagger into her expressionlessly without an ounce of love in his eyes. Zara, for a moment, wanted to wake up from this dream and strangle that bastard.

She wanted to ask him why. Why did he play with her?

Why did he make her head go crazy? Made her betray the goddess she had revered from a young age and kill her in the end?

Even if he was following his faction’s instructions, after being together for so long, with so much she had sacrificed just to be with him. Wouldn’t he have at least warned her?

If he had confessed and told her what was happening, with the way she loved him, she would have found a way.

But no, he disregarded their feelings for each other and personally stabbed her, ending her life in the process.

As if that wasn’t enough, he contributed to cursing her for eternity. What kind of twisted love was that?

To think of the audacity of this person to even wish to be with her in her next life! Zara wanted desperately to wake up, find Quinn and question him in person what was truly in his head to have such a twisted mind.

Zara didn’t know what to think or how to accept this reality at all. She nurtured the young man, protected him, and trusted him more than anyone else in the family.

there was nothing that Quinn didn’t know about her and just thinking of the relationship between Quinn and that dark faction, her eyes suddenly turned gloomy.

What if he had been working with them all this while?

He had never entirely pursued finding the cure for her all these years. He kept saying that he would always be with her by her side until the end. But did she really want to die?

Unknown to her though, as she was thinking like this, Quinn had never rested, trying to find a cure for her. He didn’t want her to die. In fact, his plans were grander if she had died. Living in the world without her just didn’t sit well with him.

If she died, he was planning to follow her. Unfortunately, now that the truth of the first life had been revealed, even if he explained himself a million times, Zara wouldn’t dare believe it.

Now the question was. Did he remember his first life like her, or he was clueless?

What about Amir? Did he know something as well?

The more she thought about it, the more her temples throbbed. But she had a feeling that without sorting her thoughts this time, she wouldn’t be able to get out. If the deadline passes whilst being stuck in this dream, then she might never wake up.

These were her inner demons and ones she needed to battle to find inner peace.

No matter what, she needed to understand what was truly going on here. Otherwise. It won’t be pretty.

With this train of thought leading her, Zara sat cross-legged on the floor as she took a breath, doing her best to calm down.

When the mind is clear, people tend to think better and come up with solutions that would work like magic.

After meditating for a moment, Zara felt at ease and calm.

What did the goddess teach her?

A person should be compassionate, and kind and treat others with abundant love.

When others wrong you, or you don’t agree and don’t share the same opinion. It was wise to sit down, talk it out and solve your differences.

When someone wrongs you, be the bigger person and forgive the other. When you carry that burden, keeping count of the people who had wronged you but haven’t forgiven you, your soul would be burdened, and your faith would falter.

As she recalled one of the teachings from the goddess, Zara found herself silent suddenly.

Must she really forgive him?

After everything that he did to her?

The betrayal, lies and destruction of the temple she loved so much.

The loss he incurred on her deity. She was certain that in order to pave the way for her to live in this lifetime, her goddess paid a great price.

If it weren’t for Quinn and his dark faction, would that have happened?

In this lifetime, she spent fifteen years stuck in her room, unable to interact with the outside world as anything would have killed her.

Despite being twenty-three years old now, her body seemed to be stuck in her teens. She didn’t have a proud chest to talk about. She was just bones and skin. If Amir didn’t love her disregard of what he saw, what would she have done?

Of course, Quinn loved her as well. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been stuck on her side for long and did everything he did. Even so, the fact that the person who put her in this situation was by her side for so many years, Zara felt fury consuming her.

And yet, because of the deity she loved. The deity who gave up on a lot just to save this unfilial child knew that she needed to let go. But why should she let go and forgive him again?

The battle with herself was simply reaching a level that was starting to be very concerning.

However, in every person, there is always that inner person or more who always plays tug of war, debating, quarreling and at the end of the day, somewhat manages to provide you with an answer.

That was the kind of situation that she was facing at that moment.

After the dark-robed Zara finished pointing out all the wrongs which Quinn did in his past life, the angel in her took over the stage.

If it wasn’t for Quinn’s betrayal, the massacre of the temple’s followers and the murder of her past self, would she have met Amir or know that the other loved her that much?

The answer was just in the open.

No, she wouldn’t have.