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

While covering my nose, I couldn't help complaining, "Are you blind?"

When I lowered my head and rubbed my nose painfully, I heard a soft and gentle voice.

As soon as I heard the voice, I felt as if I were in a better mood.

I looked up, intending to say, "Forget it." However, seeing the two people in front of me, I only felt a chill on my back.

It was Patrick and the woman who had been picking a diamond ring just now.

"Mr. ... Mr. Cowell." After thinking over how I should address Patrick, I chose to address him as Mr. Cowell, thinking that it was the most suitable one.

However, as soon I finished my words, Patrick's face seemed to change.

The woman next to him looked at him and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Patrick and I responded at the same time.

I was denying it. And he was admitting it.

Chapter 114 The Child in My Belly Is Cowell's Group's Future Grandson