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 had known early that Caroline wouldn't admit it.

She had worked so hard for so long just to make Patrick think highly of her. In that case, how could she let him change his perception of her and think badly of her so easily?

But I didn't care about this anymore. I looked at Patrick beside me and asked him, "Mr. Cowell, I wonder if you do mean what you said previously?"

I was just making a bet by asking him such a question.

It was not a bet on his feelings for me but a bet on his possessive desire for me.

Patrick looked at me with some hesitation.

Although I had told him what Caroline had said and what she had done just now, it was obvious that he wasn't completely convinced.

Women were very sensitive in this aspect. When Caroline saw Patrick's hesitation, she immediately became alert and asked me, "What did he say to you previously?"

Chapter 100 A Lover Is Always the Best