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 airbag in the car came out. And Patrick, who was wrapped in the airbag, didn't move at all.

I was scared to death at that time. So I rushed over and opened the door of Patrick's car.

Patrick just sat straight there with his eyes closed. His body and the airbag were all covered with blood. I didn't know where the blood came from.

Seeing this, I felt that my heart had been pinched tight by a hand.

But I dared not to move. I was afraid that if I moved, Patrick would be in trouble.

Fortunately, we were at the gate of the hospital. Several doctors pushed a mobile bed out.

At this time, Jeremy and Tracy both came over.

The situation of Caroline's car was more serious than that of Patrick's car. The airbag in her car also came out. And blood was everywhere inside the car. The front of her car was severely deformed.

Chapter 134 Only She Is Suitable to Be the Future Hostess of the Cowell Family!