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

"No, I didn't. How dare I bring the little devil here with me?"

At this time, the manager came to Boris again. It seemed that a guest wanted to see Boris. So I quickly said, "Go and do your work. I'll go upstairs first."

After Boris left, I was ready to go upstairs.

I looked up, only to find that Patrick was standing at the corner of the stairs. He was wearing a black shirt and black pants.

The light in the dining room was of a warm yellow color. Even so, Patrick looked domineering and indifferent.

I couldn't help but take a step back.

"How long had he been eavesdropping on my conversation with Boris?"

"What's more, Boris and I both had mentioned Glenn..."

Although Shelton had told Patrick that he had a child with me, Patrick didn't even take his words seriously.

I thought that he probably was somewhat unconvinced.

Chapter 270 Who Is Glenn?