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 nurse looked at me and shook her head somewhat nervously, "I was asked to send blood here. And I don't know anything either."

Then, before I could ask her further, she trotted away.

Seeing the nurse's behavior, I started to doubt whether anything was wrong with Rosy's operation or not!

I stood at the door and dared not leave at all.

It was already sunset outside the window...

Finally, the light in the operating room was turned off. And the door opened. Then Rosy on the bed was pushed out.

Rosy, who was lying on the bed, closed her eyes tightly.

Roger came out from the side. Although there wasn't any blood on his clothes, it seemed that there was blood on his face and even his hair!

I asked nervously, "Doctor Roger, how is my grandmother's operation going on? Did she make it?"

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