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

As soon as I moved, I heard Patrick say behind me, "You don't have to go." Then he said to the person in charge, "Go and get a new design company."

I didn't expect Patrick to say that all of a sudden.

Although I didn't know what made him change his mind, I was sure that all of these had something to do with me.

He hated me. So he vented his anger on this project.

Patrick stood up and took out a cigarette box as well as a cigarette from the pocket inside his suit.

Taking a sip, he said slowly, "For a company that doesn't investigate whether a new employee is keeping the past as a secret before hiring one, I can justifiably suspect the professionalism of this company."

Sure enough, it was me who he was targeting.

Chapter 38 I Was Confined in a Dog Cage