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.

a coma, but there was no reason. They had used all the methods they should use, but Cassandra still had

of the bed. His angular face was covered with an overwhelming haze, and there was an unprecedented sense of

kept his eyes on Cassandra. After a while, he suddenly

understood what Martin meant. His face suddenly changed, "Master, you have to think it over. Kevin

into a coma, Martin asked him to contact foreign brain experts and make them on standby at any time. He had thought that Martin wanted those experts to come for consultation, but unexpectedly,

in a good condition to move at all. No one knew how Martin would react if something happened to her.

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

silence in the air.

clearly that no one could change the

was inconceivable that as long as Cassandra acted cute and spoiled, Martin would agree with

was broken, and Martin seemed to return to the

if you don't wake up, your man will

an extremely difficult tone, "Yes, Master, I'll arrange it right

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

had never been so indecisive as now. But the decision he

set off in

contracted sharply. He wanted to say something, but

probably the deadline set by Martin for Cassandra. If Cassandra hadn't woken up after an hour, Martin would have

no other choice.

that moment, Martin finally realized that even if he was rich and could decide life and death, he couldn't keep the person he wanted to

he was a child, he had learned to hide his emotions quietly and not let anyone see through him. But at this moment, Martin found that he could

"Martin..."

ward, like a spark gradually gathering in the vast