The Substitute Bride
Language: en
Eight months into Lucas Thorne's marriage, I got pregnant. But I'm not his wife; I'm just a substitute. The heiress of the Stone family ran away from her wedding, and I, who look 80% like her, was forcibly conscripted to take her place. Mr. Stone promised to give me five million dollars after a year. Now, a tiny problem has arisen. I hurriedly called him: "The person is found, switch back quickly! If we don't switch now, we won't be able to!" Without even packing my luggage, I was sent away overnight. Half a month later, I was feeding white pigeons on the streets of Paris, pondering…