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

My words probably gave Patrick confidence. He hesitated for a moment and then nodded, "Okay."

His brief answer meant the greatest forgiveness for me.

Seeing him go upstairs to pack up his things, I followed him up.

Seeing him taking out his shirt and tie, I said, "Well, if you are on a business trip in the future, I can help you pack up your things."

As soon as I said that, I regretted it.

I didn't intend to stay with Patrick for a long time. And I didn't have to take care of these things.

Originally, I spoke gently. But Patrick heard my words. He came over, took my hands directly, and led me into his dressing room. Then he pointed to the items of clothes one after another and said, "These shirts are for work on usual days. And these shirts are for formal occasions, such as important banquets..."

He pulled me and introduced all his clothes to me, including the shirt, the cuff button, the tie, and the tie knot.

Chapter 202 I Missed Him Already Before He Left Me