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

Seeing that the doctor was about to leave, I caught up with him and said, "What do you mean? He has been here for just a few hours. Why did you send me your condolence? I had breakfast with him this morning. And he also sent me to work. Moreover, he said..."

The doctor interrupted me, "Follow me."

I knew where he was taking me. So I stood still and shook my head desperately, "I won't go! You lied to me! How could he have died?"

All of these happened so abruptly.

A few hours ago, Seth had been safe and sound. But now, how come the doctor told me that he was dead?

I didn't want to see him. I didn't want to believe what the doctor had said

Chapter 147 Charlotte, You Have to Take Care of Yourself Well From Now on