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

I couldn't help blushing a little. I struggled for a while and said, "No, I'm afraid that Ryan can't take care of her alone."

Hearing what I said, Patrick was obviously not convinced.

He didn't loosen his grip on my waist.

I put a hand around his neck and kissed him gently. Then I patted him on the back, "I'm sorry. I'll come to you right away when my mom feels better, Okay?"

Hearing this, Patrick held back of my head to kiss me deeper.

When the kiss was over, he raised his head and said with an unsatisfied expression, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

I could feel the slight heat on my face.

I got out of the car and walked to the elevator. Then I saw Kelsi coming straight over.

She ignored me when she saw me and walked through me.

I turned around and saw her heading to Patrick's car.

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