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

There was no sim card on my cell phone. Consequently, without connecting to Wi-Fi, I couldn't browse any news online.

The reason why I did so was that I was afraid that Patrick would find me.

After I input the keywords, a lot of pieces of breaking news along with their relative comments popped up on the Facebook newsfeed.

I roughly read the news. Shelton called the police that day. After the police arrived and confirmed the location of the accident, divers were asked to go beneath the sea to find the black box on the sunken yacht.

After three days of searching, the divers didn't find the black box.

On the whole yacht, they only found a female corpse and a suitcase.

The photo of the suitcase was attached in the news.

Taking a look at it, I was sure that it was my suitcase.

Chapter 242 You Are So Kind That You Return Good for Evil