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

"The patient in Bed No. 3? Isn't it Caroline?"

At that time, Rosy was sleeping. So my first reaction was to walk out of the ward with my cell phone.

I went to the door and closed the door.

At this time, the corridor outside was in a mess. And the voices of doctors and nurses were mingled together.

"I don't know. When I checked the room, she wasn't there. I didn't pay attention to it at first. But the security guard said that there was a patient on the roof just now. And I saw that it was the patient in bed No. 3!"

The nurse, who was speaking, sounded like she was crying.

If something bad happened to Caroline, she surely would be implicated.

Several doctors went upstairs with the nurse.

At this time, Jeremy and Gina weren't here.

In other words, there was only one person related to Caroline in the whole Holy Spirit Hospital, that was, me.

Chapter 120 I Only Want to See You for the Last Time