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

Seeing these footprints, I was a little nervous.

"Did Patrick sell this house? Or..."

I walked forward and pressed the doorbell.

Feeling reluctant, I knocked on the door again and shouted, "Patrick Cowell, are you in there?"

After that, I pressed my ear against the door.

After a few minutes, I finally heard sounds of light footstep. The sound was sometimes loud and sometimes light, indicating that someone seemed to be going downstairs.

At the thought of this, I couldn't be more nervous. As I concentrated on listening to the sounds, the door in front of me was suddenly pushed open!

Losing my balance, I stumbled into the house hard!

And I directly bumped into the one that opened the door.

Chapter 303 I Am Not Worthy of Your Concern