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's words were like a sharp sword that pierced into Roger's heart.

Roger stood there. Although he looked calm, he lost all his momentum.

At this moment, the ambulance arrived.

Although Dulcie was angry and hard to accept it, she could tell what was more important.

She opened the door and let the doctor in.

The doctor examined Ned first, and then quickly carried him into the ambulance.

Because of the small space in the ambulance, only two people were allowed to accompany Ned.

Once they left, it was just me, Patrick, Dulcie, and Roger left in the room.

"I'll ask the driver to drive the car over." Patrick took out his phone and called the driver.

Dulcie and Roger stood there without saying a word.

Patrick did not talk to them either. He went out with me and got in the car.

Chapter 513 Doctors Are Healers With Benevolent Hearts