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 Patrick in a daze. And I had no idea what he was minding.

Patrick violently dragged me to the car, lit a cigarette up, and took a deep breath. Then he said, "I seldom see you cry. But I saw you crying for Seth. If Shelton dies one day, I guess you will cry for him as well. But if I die, I'm afraid you will only say 'oh' with a poker face."

I had never thought about this possibility.

"I have never thought about this premise."

The car slowly started. And soon it arrived at the residential quarter, which we had passed by just now. I glanced at the name of the residential quarter, which read, The Most Powerful Family.

Chapter 201 Do I Own 51% of Archer's Group's Shares?