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

Patrick called an doctor over for me.

The doctor gave me an injection and prescribed the medicine. It wasn't until I lay in bed for about three days that my fever was basically relieved.

Fearing that I would infect others, I put on a mask.

Over the past few days, Tillie had completely taken over my job, taking care of Patrick's life.

I saw that Tillie stayed in Patrick's room for a few hours many times, feeling quite sad in my heart.

I wanted to ask them what they were doing inside.

I was afraid that Patrick would ask Tillie to help him take a bath as I did for him.

Although I thought that Patrick wouldn't do that, upon further deliberation, I felt that it was probable.

Chapter 443 His Part Down There Is Aroused