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 was a little hesitant. For no reason, I was unexpectedly a little addicted to this kind of plain and beautiful life I was having now.

A few days ago, I even went to inquire about the work in the town.

Although an ordinary waiter's income here was only 3,000 in local currencies, because of the cheap goods price, I could have a very good life here.

At that moment, I even wanted to stay here.

It would be nice to stay here for the rest of my life.

When I and Shelton walked back, a car was speeding toward us with roaring sounds of the engine.

As the car was about to hit us, the driver began to brake!

The harsh braking sound echoed on the street of the quiet town.

I looked at the car. And my heart tightened.

The next second, a man in a black trench coat got out of the car.

It wasn't until I saw him for the second time that I recognized him.

Chapter 194 It Is Exactly Because of this That I Am Overwhelmingly Jealous