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.

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

an expressionless face, 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 deep eyes.

After a while, he suddenly said,

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

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

all. No one knew how Martin would react if something happened to

there like a clay sculpture and

terrible silence in the

the decision made by his Master, except

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

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

you don't wake up,

and said in an extremely

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

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

ordered, "We will set off

pupils contracted sharply. He wanted to say something,

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

no

rich and could decide life and death, he couldn't keep the person he wanted to keep in the end.

see through him. But

"Martin..."

like a spark gradually gathering in the vast area, as if