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 was a little puzzled, wondering why Tracy, whom I hadn't seen just now, was here now.

Then I heard Tracy say, "I just inquired about it. My niece made a fuss, intending to jump off a building or something. So, Mom was irritated again. This time, she probably can't make it."

At this moment, I thought of what had happened before. Then I picked up my cell phone and began to film her.

Based on the phone call Tracy made last time, I knew that it was clear that Tracy was making a fake will.

If something indeed happened to Rosy, I wondered what would happen then.

Later, Tracy mentioned roughly the fake will over the phone, saying that the shares and the properties should be distributed in a fair way so that it wouldn't arouse others' suspicion.

In fact, neither of Tracy nor Jeremy was to my liking. However, in comparison, I hoped that Tracy could get more properties.

Chapter 123 I Don't Want to Have Anything to Do With Him