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.

her clothes or take

how to tell Martin, Martin had already brought her clothes to change, and in addition,

Cassandra, "..."

his face, Martin said, "Your hand is injured and it's

would be treated like this after being injured, she would have

A few seconds later.

the bathroom. If her hand was not injured, she might have peeled off her clothes quickly

the clothes, and carefully put on her

and adjusted the temperature. The

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

clothes. He looked solemn, but his fingers trembled slightly, as

'Sex is void.'

who had always been self-control,

at least suppress his most primitive desire, but for him, Cassandra was like a walking aphrodisiac, and he

Cassandra. Before he touched the lock of Cassandra's

"Click -"

lock was unlocked, Cassandra's cold thin lips pressed against the man's

reflected the girl's attractive face, which

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

and his voice was

he carefully avoided her wrist, trying to hold back some

a slight smile at the corners of her mouth, Cassandra raised Martin's chin with her cold fingers and said, "I'm not kidding. It's just a small wound.

then began to beat crazily. His reason told him that

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