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

"Getting rid of the cocoon in excitement, sensing the impulse of a glorious re-birth..."

When Nancy asked me how we should name the studio, my cell phone rang.

I took a look at it and saw that Patrick was calling me.

Yesterday, I had told Patrick my number.

I hesitated for a moment and picked up the call, asking, "What's the matter?"

Over the phone, Patrick was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I want to tell you that I have gone back to the company and that I may be busy in the next few days. So I probably can't contact you. And I will contact you after the advertising auction is over."

"After the advertising auction..."

Although I said so verbally, I wasn't sure if Patrick and I could meet again after the auction.

After I hung up the phone, Nancy asked me, "Why don't we name our studio Swallowtail Butterfly?"

Chapter 306 He Guarded You Days and Nights