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

When I sent a message to Tracy, I saw Seth's profile picture of his Facebook account again.

He used a photo of his as the profile picture.

I had never seen the profile photo of his Facebook account carefully before.

I clicked open the picture, enlargzing it.

Only then did I realize that it was a photo of his when he was in college.

Wearing a clean white t-shirt and jeans, he stood at the gate of the college.

I found his outfit somewhat familiar when I looked at the picture.

Looking at the photo carefully, I remembered that I seemed to have taken such a photo for him.

We didn't know each other back then.

He stopped me at the school and said, "Hi, can you help me take a photo?"

At that time, Seth was already an influential figure in our department, who could be said to be a charming prince.

I recognized him at a glance and agreed without hesitation.

Chapter 151 Mr. Cowell, Are You Here to See Us off in Person?