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 how Patrick looked at me now, I vividly realized that he indeed had killed my child!

I walked up to him, raised my hand, and slapped him in the face with my greatest strength!

"Bang!" I felt my hand going numb.

He was still looking at me. But he tilted his face a little.

After I finished slapping Patrick, he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he took my hand and said, "Does it hurt? If you calm down, take the medicine."

Looking at his nonchalant look, I felt cold in my heart.

I pulled out my hand and hid it behind my back. Then I looked at him, "Patrick Cowell, you, you don't want me to give birth to your child, do you?"

"How come you think so?" Patrick looked up at me, "I indeed want our child."

"Then why don't you believe the one in the video is not me?"

"Why don't you believe me? Why did you insist on taking my child away?"

Chapter 188 Why Aren't You Willing to Believe Me?