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 went into the room and asked directly without sitting down, "Let's talk about it."

He walked to the sofa, picked up a cup, poured a cup of tea, sat down and said to me, "Have a sit."

I couldn't refuse, so I went to sit down.

The room was empty with no signs of any servants.

But from the things in the house, it did not look like no one had lived for a long time

When I got back to this room, I couldn't help thinking of Emily.

After the accident, she seemed to have disappeared and I never heard anything about her again.

When I was thinking about Emily, Shelton spoke first, "I suggest you stop the treatment of Glenn first. Those medicine won't work on him. They will only hurt him."

I looked at Shelton. His expression was calm and indifferent.

He leaned on the sofa as he spoke, with a hint of laziness in his tone.

Chapter 467 Marry Me, Let Everything Go Back to The Old Days