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 subconsciously covered my face and said, pretending to be calm, "Amanda, my face is somewhat injured because of some previous events. So what?"

"Is you face somewhat injured? Or greatly injured?"

It made sense that Amanda was saying so.

With the incident yesterday as well as that today, I had known where the weakness of Amanda and Roger lay.

I tried my best to calm myself down and said with a faint smile, "You care so much about me. Is it because you think that your body figure is better than mine and that you are prettier than me? In the end, Mr. Cowell didn't fall in love with you. Instead, he fell in love with me. Are you unwilling to accept such a fact?"

She didn't speak. And I continued to say, "The reason why a smart man falls in love with a woman, of course, doesn't just solely lie in how much silica gel is stuffed in her chest. After all, a woman with much silica gel in her body will be mentally retarded with ease."

Chapter 207 A Woman with Much Silica Gel WIll Be Mentally Retarded