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

Only then did I realize that I didn't smell any alcohol when I was so close to him.

I dared not make a random guess. So I looked at him and said, "Brother-in-law, then don't talk nonsense. The one you love is Caroline Archer. Never will you love me in your life. You said it by yourself."

Hearing what I said, Patrick was a little absent-minded.

He looked at me with a more profound look in his black eyes, "Yes, I used to think so. But I was wrong."

"Mr. Cowell, as I said, Caroline and I can't co-exist. If she is in prison, I will go back to your side."

I looked at Patrick with a firm look in my eyes.

At that moment, I saw the hesitation in Patrick's eyes.

I sneered, "Mr. Cowell, I was innocent when I was in prison. But she deserved to be in prison. But when I was in prison, you stood by and did nothing. And you can't bear to see her being imprisoned. Don't you already have an answer in your heart?"

Chapter 92 You Have Hurt Her So Badly