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

Gina's eyes brightened when she saw us. And she said, "Mr. Cowell, you're here! Hurry up and save Caroline!"

As she spoke, she made way for us.

Patrick stepped forward and opened the door to the bathroom, only to find that it was locked from inside.

The clothes were scattered all over the floor outside the door.

Gina said with a squeaky voice, "Caroline surely is naked. I, I dare not let them in."

"Which is more important? Your daughter's naked body or her life?"

It wasn't that I felt sorry for Caroline.

It was just that I felt that Gina was quite illogical.

However, I also realized that the things in the door were likely to be a trap set up by Gina, Caroline, and Jeremy together

What was inside the room was what they wanted to show us.

Patrick pushed the door as he said, "Where's the key?"

Chapter 139 It Became a Past That I Would Never Long for