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

"Why don't you have a try?" Shelton didn't flinch at all.

When the gangsters were hesitating, wondering whether to make a move or not, someone shouted, "Maurice, the patrol officers are coming here."

After saying that, Maurice got on the motorcycle next to him.

"Thank you." I stood in front of Shelton, feeling a little embarrassed to be seen by him like this.

Shelton shouted at me from behind. "You don't even wear shoes. How are you going to walk?"

In fact, I had taken off my shoes while running. And there seemed to be glass on the road. At this time, it was stuck in my foot.

I didn't feel any pain when I was busy running for my life just now. But after I stopped running, I felt a sharp pain in the soles of my feet before I could walk further.

"Get in the car," Shelton said gently.

Chapter 109 Let Me Carry You on My Back