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

"Be responsible for me? How? Are you going to give me five million dollars or ten million dollars?!" Lisa said as she pulled open the quilt abruptly and pointed at a pool of glaring red blood on the bed and said, "My virginity has been ruined by you! How can you be responsible for my virginity?"

As for the small piece of red represent...

Everyone knew it regardless of the gender.

Looking at the blood on the bed, Roger hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll marry you."

"Bah! Who cares about your promise to marry me?" Lisa sneered. "For someone like you, even if you get married, you will have many mistresses outside! If I marry you, I surely will be cuckolded, right?"

"I'll try my best to restrain myself," said Roger with a slight frown.

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