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 it came to this kind of thing, men seemed to be very sensitive about it.

Feeling my change, Patrick began to continue what he was doing.

When I had already persuaded myself, I thought of Seth.

As for why I would think of him at such a time, I had no idea.

My absent-mindedness was immediately discovered by Patrick. He lowered his head and looked at me as he twitched his eyebrows deeply, asking, "Who are you thinking about?"

Instead of asking me what I was thinking about, he asked me who I was thinking about.

"Could it be that he is proficient in mind reading?"

When I suspiciously looked at him, Patrick suddenly grabbed my arm hard. And his eyes were full of coldness.

We looked at each other. Patrick looked at me as if he wanted to see through everything inside my body.

A moment later, he suddenly got up and went to the bathroom without ever looking back.

Chapter 159 Did You Sleep with Seth?