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

The happy time between Patrick and me was always like a shooting meteor, which was fleeting.

So were the paintings I had painted for him.

On each painting, Patrick looked so handsome.

"Could it be that I wouldn't have any more chances to paint him in the future?"

I felt extremely complicated in my heart.

When I was packing up her things, Lisa came back from her work. When she saw that there were a lot more things at her home, she frowned and asked, "Is Patrick indeed going to break off his connections with you?"

Thinking of the fact that he refused my proposal of getting married, I thought that he probably had been thinking about how to end his relationship with me for a long time.

Chapter 218 Two Flirtatious Women Were Sitting Beside Him