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

We were at the Department of Gynecology!

Hearing this, everyone turned their eyes.

When everyone saw that Lisa, who was shouting, was protecting me, they immediately knew that Caroline was the mistress.

People circled around Caroline, talking and gossiping around her. She felt embarrassed and left angrily.

After this farce, Lisa and I didn't say anytghing. Instead, we found a cafe and sat down.

Lisa stopped me as soon as I ordered the drink.

She stopped me from drinking coffee as well as drinks with ice.

In the end, in a fit of anger, I asked for a cup of warm water amid the waiter's contempt.

After the warm water was served, I took a sip. And Lisa asked me, "What are you going to do with this child?"

Originally, I thought I would say decisively, "Abort it."

But when the words came to my mouth, I hesitated again.

Chapter 22 Running into Seth