It Was You

"Let me help you."

In the doctor's office, Martin said in an unusual hoarse voice.

Cassandra was stunned. "What? You do it? Are you sure you can get stitches? "

Why did she feel so unreliable with Martin? Was her arm broken?!

How am I supposed to turn him down so that I can behave well?

Cassandra thought anxiously and sadly!

Suddenly, Kevin stood up and said, "master, you please, I'll go out and guard for you.''

'Master, how loyal I am!

The corners of Cassandra's mouth twitched. If she continued to set up a trap for Kevin, he must be a henchman now.

'forget it. The man I chose is supposed to be spoiled even if he knelt down. I have to get stitches, something serious. At the worst, he just fainted...'

After Kevin left, there were only Cassandra and Martin left in the medical room.

Martin sat down opposite to Cassandra, who took a quick glance at Martin and said in a low voice, "well, it seems that Can you stop being angry? "

A man should be coaxed

Lowering his head, Martin didn't say anything, but skillfully stitched the wound. Every time the needle flew through his heart, it was as if his heart was bleeding.

"Oh my God. It doesn't hurt at all, Martin, You are so good at medical skills. How could Kevin be so weak?'' Cassandra immediately flattered Martin.

her illusion, or because of the pain in the wound of her arm, she became numb. She

was stitched that Martin carefully bound up the wound. Despite his cold face, he acted very gently for

bowknot to me This is really a very

gauze and tied a bow to

at her arms, "how can you do that? I feel that I've married you as if I'm a walking

the topic, but he would

last time, he said that

at Cassandra, Martin asked, "do you remember

wouldn't be easy to fool him this

injured herself in order to force Martin to stay. But he had said that he would not do that again. Otherwise, no matter how much she liked to act,

then go to the World Media. She would definitely

a firm foothold in the

was born to be in the entertainment circle, which was undeniable, but what Martin cared more

allow her to get hurt

had been more skilled, then the knife

tightly clenched

said to you, but It was an accident. I was so worried Please don't be

tomorrow on, you don't have to go to the film set." said Martin, looking at her with deep, black eyes, as if she were

a quick shrink of her pupils, Cassandra suddenly stood

her palm touched the table, the newly stitched wound was pushed open. The white gauze immediately oozed a layer of red blood. The dazzling blood contrasted sharply with

immediately. Almost instinctively, he grabbed the wrist

wound on Cassandra's arm was so strong that sweat kept dripping down from her forehead. With a pale face, she nearly lost her balance while her body was slightly shaking. But at this moment, she had no time to think about it anymore. If Martin didn't insist on stopping her from struggling, all she had done before would be

come sooner or later, then It was better to

puppet. I have my own thoughts and goals. Do you want to see me live like a walking dead every day? Do you want me to

love me