A fortune to die for, and A fiancé to kill for

On my engagement night, I received a distress call... from myself 10 years in the future. She warned me my fiancé would kill me for my stepsister. I didn't believe it, so I tested him with my life. During a fatal asthma attack in the pouring rain, he crushed my life-saving inhaler to rush to my stepsister—just because she scratched her finger! That was all I needed to know. I cut off her credit cards, froze my billion-dollar trust, and threw him out. This time, it's your turn to beg for your liv