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 the three of us stood at the door, Shirley's driver got off the car and opened the door. Inside, Shirley sat in a wheelchair and said hello to me, "Come on in."

I hesitated for a moment, but I finally got on the car with Janice and Lacy.

Along the way, we were all quiet. Shirley drove the car to my place first. I asked Janice and Lacy to enter the car and gave them the keys before I returned to Shirley's car.

When we got in the car, I asked her, "Miss Shirley, how did you know I would be thrown out?"

Shirley smiled and said, "Maybe it's the instinct of being a disabled people like him."

I looked down and felt a little disappointed. "It went well at first, but we had experienced a long foreplay and he seemed to find that he couldn't do it, so..."

"That person is Patrick, right?" Shirley looked at me.

Chapter 436 I Thought He Would Never Leave Me