Semua Bab Substitute Bride,Substitute Love: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Every woman was looking forward to marrying her beloved man. So was I. I married a man who I had a crush on for twelve years, in the name of my sister, Caroline Archer... Although Caroline and I looked identical on the surface, I had been sent to an orphanage because of the negligence on the hospital's side as soon as I was born. It was not until three years ago that I came back to Archer Family. I, a wild girl, didn't fit the grand Archer Family. However, without parents by my side since I was a child, I was extremely discreet, hoping that I could get along with others of this family as well as winning the favor of my parents. Consequently, when both my parents and Caroline had begged me to marry Patrick Cowell on behalf of Caroline the day before yesterday, I had consented immediately without deliberation. On the one hand, it was because I loved Patrick Cowell. On the other hand, it was the first time that I felt that my family needed me. And

As soon as I saw this scene, my heart trembled. Just as I wanted to figure out what was going on, my father came to the front and slapped me, making me hit against the wall. Before I could come to my senses, I heard him cursing angrily, "Charlotte Archer, we have been raising you for three years. And is that how you should repay us?" There was a smell of blood in my mouth. And I was also in a trance. Trying my best to stand up straight, I looked at my father as I asked, "What..." "How come you have the nerve to ask me any questions? Do you assume that we don't know what you have done? You schemed against your sister, fed her sleeping pills, and attended the wedding for her! If we hadn't found it out earlier and took Caroline to the hospital to have a gastric lavage, I don't even know if she would be alive now!" After that, my father raised his hand and gave me aother hard slap. This slap was even more vicious than the previous one. I was in a trance for a

It seemed that Caroline and her mother didn't expect me to wake up. Although the light of the floor-to-ceiling lamp was dim, I could tell that the looks on their faces were not good. Caroline's mother put on a fake smile and asked me, "Charlotte, how is your injury? Do you need to go to the hospital?" If it were in the past, I would have been moved. But now I was indifferent. Seeing my indifferent expression, Caroline, who certainly knew that I had heard all their conversation, interrupted her mother directly. "Mom, you don't have to act anymore. Judging from her tone, she, a wild dog, knows what's going on." "A wild dog." Hearing Caroline call me a wild dog so smoothly, I knew that they must have nicknamed me like this early.  "A wild dog?" I endured the pain, walked to the empty sofa, and sat down. Then I deliberately said, "Even so, I am a wild dog who has 4% shares." Sure enough, as soon as I said that, Caroline's mother understood what I m

Hearing my words, Patrick looked disgustful. However, stopped cupping my neck, he held my chin as he observed me with his black eyes as if he wanted to see through me. It was so terribly quiet that there was only the smell of alcohol in the air. After a long while, he sneered, "What do you want?" At this time, I naively thought that he had been convinced by me. Then I said, "I pressed my fingerprint on the wedding agreement. As long as you don't sign a new agreement with her, I will be yours." Patrick pushed me away and sat back in the driver's seat without saying anything. However, after he drove all the way home, he threw me into a bathtub which was filled with icy water, pulled my hair, and said to me, "Do you think I will believe what you said? A woman like you is at most a b*tch around me." At that moment, I came to my senses, thinking that Patrick, who loathed me so much, surely wouldn't be convinced by me. I struggled in the water. But h

"Mr. Cowell, it is you who are fooling me, okay?" I took the agreement in front of me in my hand and stood up without showing any sign of weakness. Then I pointed at the clause. After that, I threw the agreement onto Patrick and turned to leave. I dared not look back. I am afraid that if I stayed here for one more second, I couldn't pretend any longer and I would show my embarrassment in front of him. I walked quickly all the way to the gate of the residential quarter. Looking at the luxurious gate behind me and thinking back on my naive thoughts before, I found myself sad as well as ridiculous. Patrick Cowell was the boss of the Towering High Group, who surely wouldn't fall in love with a woman after a one-night stand. He wouldn't do so even if I shared the same face as the girl he liked. (To be continued) I moved into Lisa's house and started my life again. After I graduated from college, I, who majored in interior design, found a