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.

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

Martin stood in front of the bed. His angular face was covered with an overwhelming haze, and there was an unprecedented sense of loss in his

After a while, he suddenly

"Master, you have to think it over. Kevin just said that sister-in-law's situation is not suitable to move now, what

on standby at any time. He had thought that Martin wanted those experts to come for consultation, but unexpectedly,

was not in a good condition to move at all. No one knew how Martin would react if something

stood there like a clay sculpture and said coldly, "Do you want me to say it

silence

knew clearly that no one could change the decision

as long as Cassandra acted cute and spoiled, Martin would agree with her. It could be said that he

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

don't wake up,

his legs and stomach trembling, and said in an

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

so indecisive as now. But the decision he made just now seemed to have exhausted all

set off in an

contracted sharply. He wanted to say

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

had 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

let anyone see through him. But at this moment,

"Martin..."

voice broke the dead silence in the ward, like a spark gradually gathering in the vast