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

However, Caroline did not lose her temper. Instead, she walked to the dining table and sat down on my seat. Then she said in a delicate voice, "I haven't had my breakfast yet."

"Go and prepare another one for her. And put the one for Madam on my side."

Patrick naturally instructed the servants.

I saw that as soon as he finished speaking, Caroline clenched her hand under the table into a fist. And the cyan blood vessels on the back of her hand bulged slightly.

Although I didn't understand what Patrick meant, I walked downstairs as if nothing had happened. Then I sat next to Patrick and watched the servant serve me the breakfast.

Patrick and I sat side by side, eating breakfast alone.

The servant quickly served another breakfast.

Chapter 54 Patrick And I Decided to Forgive You