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

My body tensed up, and I closed my eyes tightly, looking as if I was ready to die.

"It's just sex." I consoled myself.

After all, I couldn't escape from this. Maybe he didn't have a deep obsession with me. It was just that though we had been together for such a long time before, we even hadn't had sex. I supposed he must felt unreconciled.

As long as Glenn could be cured, I would be fine.

As for Patrick, he was good at adjust himself. Perhaps he could still be fine without me.

I closed my eyes and let my imagination run wild.

But I suddenly realized that his hand had already stopped and had not taken any next action.

Did he find his conscience, or...

When I closed my eyes and made a wild guess, I heard he said. "You do it."

I was stunned and opened my eyes.

Chapter 471 I Guess Patrick Has Never Enjoyed This