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 hurriedly protected my mask and shook my head desperately, "No, I can't. It seems that AIDS can be transmitted via saliva too!"

Patrick didn't mind at all. He put one hand beside my ear and said, "Don't be afraid. If that kind of thing happens, let's take the anti-exposure drugs together."

He put his hand around my waist. And his hot breath blew on my face.

I could even feel his hot breathing through the mask.

Patrick bent over to kiss my neck and pressed his forehead against my mask...

Patrick was so scared that he got up immediately, "What's wrong?"

"My face is in pain." I held my face with my hands with an aggrieved look on my face.

Patrick seemed to have realized something and looked at me with a serious look on his face, "What on earth is going on?"

Chapter 184 We Didn't Have Much Time