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

Originally, Shelton said that he would come to pick me up after dinner.

I said firmly that Nancy would send me home. Hearing my words, he didn't insist in the end.

That night, we would have hung out late. However, because of the children, we went home at about 9 p.m.

After having fun with Cicely for a whole day, Glenn was tired.

By the time Nancy dropped us at the door, Glenn had fallen asleep. I held him in my hands and walked in, only to find that only a small lamp was on in the vast house.

There was no sight of Shelton in the room but Lacy and Janice.

Both of them had an agitated look on their faces. I knew that the reason why they looked like this wasn't because of me but the other two ones in the house.

Seeing me hugging Glenn, neither Lacy nor Janice spoke. I put Glenn in my room.

He was exhausted from having fun. When I changed clothes for him, he just muttered in a daze.

Chapter 352 The Bitch, Emily Welch, Is Going to Walk All Over You