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

Hearing Roger's words, I recalled something in the past all of a sudden!

There had been indeed a day like that!

Patrick came home very late. At that time, I called him honey and proposed that we should get married.

However, Patrick didn't agree back then.

As I recalled now, Patrick was indeed abnormal that night. Later on, he let out a faint groan after taking a bath.

He should have been in much pain back then. Could it be that he had been injured back then?

The more I recalled, the more I was concerned about him.

"At that time, the reason why Patrick sent me away was that he was afraid that I would be in danger, right?"

However, I came to my senses quickly and looked at Roger suspiciously, "Why should I believe you? Why are you so kind as to tell me this?"

"Am I kind?" Hearing this, Roger touched his chin with his hand and said, "Well, in that case, I am indeed kind-hearted."

Chapter 312 Shelton Walked Right in the Direction of the Bed