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

"Don't open your eyes. You may be suffering snow blindness now." Patrick did not answer my question. Instead, he came over with a medicine chest in one hand and a towel in the other.

He put the towel on my eyes first, and then said, "I'll bandage your wound. Wait a minute."

I lay there obediently, feeling a little regretful for my impulsiveness.

"Your feet are completely blue because of the low temperature. Don't be impulsive in the future. If you have something to do, you can just ask me sincerely. How can I not agree?" As Patrick spoke, he gently grabbed my ankle and said, "I will sterilize the wound for you, it will hurt a little."

As soon as I finished these two words, I felt a great pain in my ankle.

"Ouch—" I took a deep breath in pain.

My hand grabbed the towel on my eyes.

Patrick firmly pressed my foot. "I will finish my work soon."

Chapter 330 Close Your Eyes, I'll Help You