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

The next morning, I was woken up by an prison guard, who asked me to work.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I immediately grabbed her and said, "My child! Someone killed my child yesterday!"

The prison guard looked at me up and down, "Are you crazy?"

However, the intruders had taken away everything that flowed out of my stomach with the basins they had brought yesterday.

I lowered my head and saw that there was still some blood on my pants. Then I pointed to the bloodstain and said to the prison guard, "This, this is the blood that flowed out of my body yesterday!"

The prison guard looked at me and rolled her eyes at me, "We are all women. You should have informed me earlier if you are having a period."

No matter what I said, she wouldn't be convinced.

And she arranged for me to go to work.

Chapter 32 Patrick Cowell, You Are So Ruthless!