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 looked up and couldn't help but be stunned.

And I saw that it was a colleague from another group of the Design Department, Paulina Carter.

I used to hitch a car with her frequently. Because I once was assigned with her to deal with a project related to a residential quarter.

We, who weren't familiar with each other, sort of knew each other.

After she sat down, I bowed my head and continued to have food. But I heard her say, "Charlotte, I saw Mr. Cowell pick you up yesterday. And the blessings on the screens yesterday were all for your, right?"

"Why didn't you admit it? Others all say that Mr. Cowell is your sister's fiance. But when I saw Mr. Cowell pick you up yesterday, I noticed that he treated you very well..."

Paulina was two years younger than me. She, who had just graduated, was simple-minded.

Chapter 110 Roger Chased After Lisa Happily