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, who had been overwhelmingly drunk, saw the tallest as well as the most conspicuous man among the crowd at a glance.

Soon, I heard Lisa, who was next to me, say, "F**k. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together."

After careful observation, I found that the cynical playboy, Roger Lance, who had wanted to give Lisa his business card just now, was standing next to Patrick.

Some other people were next to them.

However, these people seemed to be surrounding Patrick and Roger.

While being surrounded by so many people, Patrick and Roger, naturally couldn't see us.

Seth put his arm around my shoulders and said, "Stop looking at them. Let's go."

After that, Seth called a designated driver to send me and Lisa back to my house.

Chapter 87 I Don't Want to Miss You Once Again