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

Failing to stand stable, I staggered backward for a few steps and fell off the yacht at once.

A second later, water splashed all around me!

I instantly panicked. And water seeped into my mouth all at once.

Thinking of the child in my belly, I fluttered a few times, tried to calm myself down, and quickly held my breath to adjust the gravity of my body and make myself float up. Then I swam to the lifeboat on the side little by little.

The lifeboat was indeed as Roger had said.

I managed to climb up the lifeboat and looked up at the yacht.

Staring at the yacht from this point of view, I found that at this time, it had been completely on fire.

But I didn't see Caroline at all!

"Caroline Archer!" I had a bad feeling in my heart.

Chapter 239 Do You Want to Start a New Life?