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

Seeing that I looked at the toiletries as I walked to the bathroom, Seth said with a little shyness, "I haven't bought anything for a woman before. And I don't know what kinds of products you are using. So I just bought a few ones smelling fragrant."

"Thank you." I opened the shampoo and smelled it.

After that, he took me to dinner.

During the meal, he said that he was starting a business now and asked me if I was willing to go to his company to be a designer.

I knew that he wanted to help me. But over the past one and a half years, I had been in prison. And I was not sure if I could be qualified for this position.

Hearing my words, Seth said briefly, "I believe in you."

After dinner, he took me to his company and showed me around. After that, he took me to a desk which was prepared for me.

I found that it was a desk in the corner of an office which was closest to his office.

Chapter 33 Running into Patrick Again