It Was You

Chapter 683 I Won't Let You Go Again

Cassandra spat out all the tea in her mouth, choked and coughed a few times before she came to her senses. She widened her eyes and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Enough?" Martin asked.

"I didn't make a fuss. It was because your wife was injured that I took my wife here to visit her. Others don't have the same treatment."

'Do you think my wife will show up casually?

This is the highest treatment!'

Cassandra immediately covered her chest with her hands and thought, 'Damn it! You are here to irritate me!'

"Done?" replied Martin.

The subtext was, after seeing her, you can get out, or do you really want to stay and have a midnight snack before leaving?

'You wish.'

After saying a few polite words, Talbot left with his stupid man.

After a restless night, Cassandra finally calmed down. She was injured and in a bad mental state. At this moment, with a tired look on her face, she looked up at Martin and couldn't say a word.

"It's getting late. I'll take you to bed." said Martin.

Cassandra didn't refuse. She couldn't hold on any longer. After Martin sent her upstairs, she remembered an important thing.

clothes or take a shower because of her

already brought her clothes to change, and in addition, he

Cassandra, "..."

a serious look on his face, Martin said, "Your hand is injured and it's inconvenient for you to move. Let me help

it! If she had known that she would be

A few seconds later.

her hand was not injured, she might have

the clothes, and carefully put on her wristband to prevent the wound from being

The bathroom was immediately filled with a layer of mist and

face. The invisible thick wall that used to stand between the two of them

Cassandra's clothes. He looked solemn, but his fingers trembled slightly, as if he was

'Sex is void.'

mind for countless times, but found that it was useless. Martin Lu, who had always been self-control, was now like being in a fire. If he was not careful,

he had overestimated himself. He had thought that he could at least suppress his most primitive desire, but for him, Cassandra was like a

lock of

"Click -"

lips pressed against the man's thin lips, and

froze, and his black eyes reflected the girl's attractive face, which seemed...

in his body. It was not because he didn't want to, but because he was afraid of touching

it." Martin's heart raced and his voice was

he carefully avoided her wrist, trying to hold back some

chin with her cold fingers and said, "I'm not kidding. It's

few seconds, and then began to beat crazily. His reason told him that he couldn't do

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