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 I came out, I saw Janice standing far away.

I went up to her and asked, "Has Patrick been in a bad mood recently?"

Janice nodded. "His emotion is so unstable. I didn't dare to go into the ward. This morning when he woke up, he crazily smashed things and hit people. None of us dared to go near him. He calmed down a bit later..."

"Then... did you invite a psychologist?"

Being like this, I was afraid that Patrick needed psychological guidance.

Janice shook her head and said, "No. I remembered Madam Cowell said that she wanted to invite one. But the doctor's advice is that young master Patrick is in a foul mood and it's not the best time to invite a psychologist now. We'd better wait for a while."

When I heard that, I gave her my number and told her to contact me if anything happened to Patrick.

Chapter 429 Everything is Just My Self-righteousness