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, I didn't know how to answer.

It's quite strange for me to say that we never had sex, since we were both adults.

In the face of Patrick, I found it difficult to say yes.

I felt that Shelton pinched my shoulder with a little force.

Shelton suddenly leaned over, kissed my forehead, and then said with a smile, "Sorry, I know you are shy. I shouldn't mention this in public."

"Mm..." I nodded my head gently, as a posture for agreement.

I thought I had dodged the bullet, but Shelton continued, "However, this is about my dignity. If you don't say it, others will really think that I lost my ability."

He looked at me softly, but expected me to say something he wished.

He was waiting for me to confirm his ability.

Chapter 322 I Divorced Clark