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.

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

covered with

eyes on Cassandra. After a while, he suddenly

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

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, Martin wanted to send her

to move at all. No one knew how Martin would

clay sculpture and said coldly, "Do you want me to

was a terrible silence in

that no one could change the

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 strength to dote on his wife.

but now, this balance was broken, and Martin seemed to

if you don't wake up, your

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

coldness rolling in his dark eyes, as if

indecisive as now. But the decision he made just now seemed to

set off

to say something, but

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

no other

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

a child, he had learned to hide his emotions quietly and not let anyone see through him. But at

"Martin..."

broken and hoarse voice broke the dead silence in the ward, like a spark gradually gathering in the vast area, as if to