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'll get off the plane right away."

Stanley, who had figured out who I was, realized more strongly that she had done something terrible.

Seeing that the situation had come to this point, I surely couldn't let her go again!

I grabbed Stanley tightly and grabbed the bag on my seat with one hand at the same time. And I glanced at Patrick and Stanley, saying, "If you don't say it, I will get off the plane instead."

My flight ticket, my passport, my identification card, and the cell phone and wallet used by me in City Y which Patrick had brought to me were all in the bag.

Everything I needed was in the bag!

If I got off the plane with the bag, I could go anywhere I wanted!

"It's all over. Sit down." Patrick got up and grabbed my arm. He disregarded his identity and said, "Be good. Let's talk about it after we get back."

Chapter 196 She Saved Me When I Was 14 Years Old