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

I decided to do my best to make this project work.

Although I had promised Seth that I would schedule my time reasonably and have a good rest.

Early the next morning, I got up at 5 a.m. and arrived at the construction site before 6 a.m.

Before all the workers could arrive, I checked all the materials and checked both the inside and outside of the construction site. Only after that was I relieved.

The whole project lasted for two and a half months.

During this period, I didn't rest once.

In summer, there was no air conditioner or fan in the studio. As I endured the heat in the studio day by day, I almost had heatstroke several times, making a herbal liquid for heat prevention an essential item in my bag.

Finally, the day of handing over the project came.

That day, Patrick, Caroline, Angie, me, Seth, and every one of the Engineering Department were all on the scene.

Chapter 48 He Forced out a Word, "You Are Cheap."