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

Hearing his words, I was a little sour in my heart.

I knew that he did all of these to deceive me.

Despite so, I couldn't help but feel upset.

Lowering my eyes, I looked back at him with the same indifferent expression, "Then I'll go to see the doctor tomorrow."

Hearing what I said, he said coldly at once.

I looked up at him, saying directly, "Tillie and I don't live in the same room. Besides, I'm wearing a mask. Even if I stay here for one more night, I won't infect her."

There was some distance between the manor and the downtown. I had to deal with some work later. By going to the hospital now, I would waste the whole night.

In that case, I'd better go there tomorrow.

If I could come back here earlier, I could work for a while.

Hearing what I said, he decisively said no.

Chapter 446 You Are a Tasteless Chicken Rib to Me