Every woman was looking forward to marrying her beloved man. So was I. I married Patrick Cowell, the man who I had a crush on for twelve years, in the name of my sister. My sister Caroline and I were twins, but she grew up in a rich and noble family while I grew up in an orphanage. She begged me to marry Patrick as her substitute because she didn't want to marry him. I agreed sweetly. Patrick was the only heir of the richest family in this city. Handsome, rich, and powerful. However, I didn't expect that he treated me cruelly in bed as if I was his enemy. Because he knew I was not his bride? Oh no!!!

Substitute Bride,Substitute Love

By the time I took the subway and went back to the company, I had been starved. I went to the canteen and ordered my favorite braised meatballs and shredded fish.

But when I ate the food, I found them tasteless and I didn't have any appetite at all.

I was hungry. But I didn't have any appetite.

I thought I was too tired and didn't care about it. So I reluctantly stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice, returned to the company, and began to get down to the unfinished work.

By the time I worked overtime until 9 p.m., I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes.

The same situation continued. At the weekend, I slept until 10 o'clock. When I woke up, Lisa was at home unexpectedly.

When she saw me, she made fun of me, "I didn't expect that someone as self-disciplined as you would sleep late someday."

I smiled awkwardly. I didn't understand why I was so sleepy recently.

Chapter 21 Everyone! A Mistress Is Hitting A Legal Wife!