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

Dulcie seemed to be a little surprised.

Before she could speak, Shelton's voice came from behind me, "Dulcie, you're here."

"Yeah." Dulcie stood up, glanced at me, and left.

I could clearly sense that the look in her eyes differed fom it used to be.

As soon as Dulcie left, Shelton sat down and asked me with a slightly worried expression, "She didn't make things difficult for you just now, did she?"

"Sort of." Seeing that Shelton was a little nervous, I continued, "She thought I was the sugar bay who is supported by men on a long-term. So I told her about my actual situation."

Hearing my words, Shelton looked somewhat relaxed.

Thinking of what I said just now, I said, "But I probably have offended her."

I told Shelton what I had said just now and what I had added.

Chapter 263 Patrick Rubbed His Index Finger Against My Palm