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

Back then, Caroline framed me, saying that I pushed her down the mountain. At that time, Stanley came to me and said that I needed to help her make some changes to somewhere in her wedding room.

After I went there, I met Caroline.

Later, Caroline disappeared. And Stanley didn't testify for me. So I didn't have anyone to prove my innocence...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The policeman didn't seem to notice my abnormality. He nodded and said, "Then you should call them. It's better for them to explain face to face."

As I said, I took out my cell phone.

But just as I was about to dial, my hands shook. "Bang!" My cell phone fell to the ground.

I didn't notice that when I recalled what had happened a few years ago, my palms were sweating.

I quickly wiped my palms with my clothes and lowered my head to pick up my cell phone.

The police asked me, "What's wrong?"

Chapter 116 She Was Raped by Gangsters