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

I looked at him in confusion. I, who had just woke up, was in a daze.

I didn't know what he was talking about at all.

However, Patrick withdrew his hand, leaned over, lifted his clothes directly, questioning me, "Tell me, how did you make love with him?"

At the same time, he was about to go inside my body.

At this time, I wasn't sobered. And my body was stiff.

He tried hard, only to fail to come in.

At this moment, I was awake in an instant. I wanted to escape, only to be grabbed firmly by him with his hands!

He wanted to come in. But I refused. I put my legs together and scolded him. "Patrick Cowell, are you a man or not? Do you have any other skills except for forcing me?"

Patrick frowned and looked at me as if he were enjoying a joke.

It made sense. After all, nobody dared to say that Patrick wasn't capable.

Chapter 160 I Scratched My Face with a Key