It Was You

"Cassandra, do you really think that Roger likes you? You deserve it? "

"I've never liked you from the beginning to the end. So, go to hell."

* The patient has hemorrhage and the baby is difficult to keep... "

"I can only be the hostess of the Lu Clan. Cassandra, you are just a loser raised by Martin."

"Honey, don't you remember me?"

"Cassandra, who is that man?"

Cassandra felt as if she had a long dream. It was dark around, and she stood on a vast land. The memories of her previous life flashed by, and she was like an onlooker, silently watching everything.

When she was reborn, her memories were incomplete. She had thought that some memories had been erased after her rebirth, but now it seemed that she had deliberately forgotten them.

Who was the man called her "baby"?

Why did she feel that the voice was a little familiar?

Where on earth did she hear that?

"Her breathing and heartbeat are normal. There is nothing wrong. I don't know why she is in a deep coma..." Kevin explained in a trembling voice, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Master, sister-in-law might just have a nightmare. Don't worry. She will be fine." Standing next to Martin, Carlos comforted him with a worried look on his face.

there was no reason. They had used all the methods they should

of the bed. His angular face was covered with an overwhelming haze,

eyes on Cassandra. After a while, he suddenly said, "Prepare a private

what Martin meant. His face suddenly changed, "Master, you have to think it over. Kevin just said that sister-in-law's situation is not suitable to move

at any time. He had thought that

at all. No one knew how Martin would react if

and bloodshot. He stood there like a clay sculpture and said coldly, "Do you want me to

was a terrible silence in the

could change the decision made by his Master,

the eyes of outsiders, it was inconceivable that as long as Cassandra acted cute and spoiled, Martin would agree with her. It could be said that he had the

the only balance in Martin's world, but now, this balance was broken, and Martin seemed to return to the

you don't wake up, your man

stomach trembling, and said in an extremely difficult tone, "Yes, Master, I'll arrange it right

his back, with indescribable coldness rolling in his dark eyes, as if he could be completely destroyed with just

his life and had never been so indecisive as now. But the decision he made just now seemed to have exhausted all

set

pupils contracted sharply. He wanted to say something, but he said

hour, probably the deadline set by Martin for Cassandra. If Cassandra hadn't woken up after an hour, Martin would have reached his limit. Even if he knew that it was a bad idea to send Cassandra

no

finally realized that even if he was rich and could decide life and death,

let anyone see through him. But at this moment, Martin found that he could not hide his hidden emotions that

"Martin..."

like a spark gradually gathering in the vast area,