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 would like to." I directly said so without even pondering on it for a second. After saying this, I whispered, "It doesn't matter if you won't rise again. It will be okay as long as the two of us are together."

Hearing our conversation, Jeremy stood up consciously and left with the computer in his hands.

The ones around us left their seats one after another. And most of them went to circle Shelton.

It was a place where the winner took all. Only the one bidding at the highest price would be the most shining star. And everyone else could only be a backdrop.

The front row was empty soon. Only Patrick and I were still there.

Patrick turned to look at me, "How can I do that? I've said that I will give you the best. If I fail, I'll break my promise."

"It's not a big deal. When I was a teenager, I made money on my own to support myself. Now I'm almost twice as old as before. Even if you don't work, I can support you with ease!"

Chapter 308 Janetta, Come Over