It Was You

In the Yan Garden.

In the hall.

Martin helped Cassandra sit down on the sofa and heaved a sigh of relief after making sure that he didn't touch her wound. Martin, who had always been calm and composed in the business world, looked cautious now.

"I'm sorry." Martin sat down with a cold expression on his face.

There was an invisible wave in Cassandra's chest, and her throat moved slightly. She smiled, "It's just a small wound. It's okay. Martin, don't worry."

Martin clenched his fists so tightly that his fingers turned pale. He slowly raised his eyes, which reflected different lights. After a long time, he said word by word, "It's my fault. Do you know that when I heard that you were injured, I wished... How I wish I could kill them all! "

Over the years, he had come to this day stepping on blood and bones. Even his bones were soaked in blood. He was born unparalleled, with strong power. His clansmen were afraid of him and hated him, and no one in the world could stop him.

He had always been decisive, but in front of her, he always restrained himself and wanted to become a normal person with emotions and desires.

Looking at his ferocious face, Cassandra found his eyes were as dark as ink, as if there were two inexhaustible karma fires that would burn her to ashes the next second.

The air in the big room seemed to be frozen into ice in an instant.

But strangely, Cassandra was not afraid at all. In her previous life, she had tried her best to escape, but in this life, she wanted to get closer to him, and even if she was infused into his bones and blood, she was willing to do so.

At that moment, she suddenly understood why such a tiny moth, even though it would be devoured by the flames, still had no regrets.

said in an extremely calm voice,

scar in the past, she would tear it and squeeze out the purulent blood

was right or wrong, but at this point, she had no room for retreat. No matter what the consequences would be,

suddenly froze, and the last trace of blood on his face faded away. He stared at Cassandra with burning eyes. For a moment, he suddenly felt that the secret he tried hard to keep was

sank slowly, his pale lips tightened into a straight line, and a hint of panic gradually appeared in his eyes. After a long time, he raised his hand feebly, with his cheek

life was

for no reason. She looked at Martin, as if something was about to fall down from her eyes, but she just reached out, held the man's hand and pulled it down one point one. "From now on, you won't

thought that she would find a way to escape

his whole body seemed to be stiff. He didn't know how long it took for him to find his lost voice, "I... I don't know how many dirty things I have done. I used dirty means to

was never a good man. When he climbed out of the mud step by step, he didn't have any so-called natural conscience. He was killing for no reason. He was so cruel that even he hated himself

one loved him, and no one really cared him. All he had in his

wanted to imprison her by his side. He was willing to do anything for her even

had never thought that

filthy man like him didn't deserve her at

Cassandra chuckled, "Yes."

Boom! Boom——

like a thunder exploding on the ground, hitting Martin's head hard. His face suddenly froze, and he stared at

even felt that he had auditory

hoarse voice broke the silence. He almost used up all his strength and said in a very low voice, "What

like you, even if you are a devil of mutual indignation, even if your hands are covered with blood, I like you. Even if I will die in your hands one day,

on his face. His chest heaved violently, and