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 believed that the Archer Family indeed had encountered some problems. But I didn't expect that the situation would have come to this point.

Seeing me look around, Rosy took my hand and said, "It's okay. It's not a big deal."

Rosy's house was very big. At this time, a lot of things had been moved away. And there were fewer servants. At once, her house looked desolate and quiet.

"Grandma, in fact, I don't have much use for the house you gave me. How about I sell it and give the money..."

"No need. Each enterprise surely will be in some trouble. It's just that the medias tend to make an exaggeration out of it."

Before I could finish my words, I was interrupted by Rosy.

If I hadn't entered Rosy's house, I probably would have thought so.

Chapter 113 Patrick's Childhood Sweetheart