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

As soon as Caroline heard his words, she immediately shut up.

Roger played with the knife in his hands as he said, "Well? Are you reluctant?"

Caroline hesitated for a moment and spoke first, "I want some water."

Roger looked at me and said, "Go get some water for your sister."

However, I was in Roger's territory now. Before I could figure out what his plan was, I had to do as he said.

Picking up a bottle of water on the table, I got a straw and walked to the front of Caroline. Then I put it into her mouth.

Caroline looked at me gratefully. And her eyes brimmed with some tears.

She drank up a bottle of water in one gulp and said to me in a low voice, "Thank you."

Caroline had never said so to me.

She looked at me and whispered to me, "Charlotte, please, save me."

Chapter 237 Never Should My Third Child Die Here!