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

I turned around and recognized at a glance that this guest was Jeremy!

I hadn't seen him for five years. Jeremy was completely different from what he used to be.

He, who was much thinner than before, wore a long-sleeved sweater that had bulging pills on it.

There was an ordinary pair of jeans and leather shoes on his lower body.

Logically, after the Archer Family was in trouble back then, someone acquired it. No matter how poor they were, they had tens of millions of dollars.

Although he couldn't enjoy spending as much as he used to do, he surely could enjoy a prosperous life.

Seeing I was looking in her direction, the clerk said to me, "Wait a minute, lady."

Jeremy turned his head to look at me. At first, he was stunned for a moment. Then he looked somewhat frightened.

Chapter 269 You Are My Daughter. How Can I Mistake You as Someone Else?