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

"It's nothing." After finishing my words, I turned to show my concern for Shelton. "Did I hit you?"

Looking gentle, Shelton touched my forehead and said, "It's good that you're all right."

Lowering my head, I couldn't see the look on Emily's face. Even so, I could see clearly that she clenched her hands into fists.

Without ever looking at her, I knew what the look in her eyes was like.

Lowering my head, I stood in Shelton's arms for a while before raising my head and saying, "I'm going to wake Glenn up."

"You don't have to do that." Shelton grabbed me, "Leave Glenn to the maids. We will only be there for a few hours. And we will come back at noon."

I turned my head and glanced at Emily.

Chapter 338 This Is My Fiancée, Janetta Nolan