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

At this moment, Nancy and Lisa left the room quietly.

Before leaving, Nancy said, "Mr. Cowell, Janetta has been working overtime to enable us to finish our design ahead of schedule, so she can take ten days off.You can have her on your side these ten days. If you think the time is not enough, you can have her for twenty or thirty days..."

Lisa pulled Nancy up. She seemed to have halted Nancy's momentum for giving me a holiday that will last forever.

Only Patrick and I were left in the ward.

He sat on the bed and held my hand, and his face was gloomy. "I won't interrupt you if you don't allow me to disturb your work. But the precondition must be you won't get sick."

Did you just try to calm yourself down in your job to avoid the comments on Internet?"

Chapter 386 Making a little sister for me