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

When we arrived at the cocktail party, it was already over six o'clock.

It was the time of sunset. The sun was hanging in the west, and its light was not very intensive.

From a distance, I could see that everyone, except for us, was already there.

Glenn and Cicely piled up a sand castle on the beach, Paulina was accompanying them at the side.

Lisa and Roger were sitting together, and the two of them said one thing after the other.

Nancy and Jerrold stood on the other side and took care of the children.

As soon as we arrived, everyone came over, except for Glenn and Cicely.

Paulina was the first one to come running.

"Mr. Cowell!" She went up to Patrick and said excitedly, "This is the first time I have been so close to a living Mr. Cowell. Alas, he's so handsome. I can't regret for my whole life even if I just take a look at him."

"Paulina." Nancy called her loudly.

Chapter 388 The good time before chaos (2)