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

For a moment, my mind was also occupied by an impulse. I stood on tiptoe, put my arms around the man's neck, and responded.

Patrick hugged me tightly, and his kiss became more and more overbearing. Bit by bit, he took away the air from my mouth, and I also tried very hard to get my oxygen back.

The passionate kiss made the memory of five years ago reappear in my mind little by little.

It was only then that I realized there was little sweetness when he and I were together.

There were more entanglements and pains...

The kiss lasted for a few minutes.

When the man's hands were restless and he wanted to continue to move, I finally sobered up.

"No." I pushed Patrick away and dodged, covering half of my face with one hand. "I'm sorry. I, I'm going to marry Shelton."

Patrick directly placed both of his hands against the wall, imprisoning me in a small space.

Chapter 281 Are You Willing to Be with Me