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.

They had used all the methods they should use, but Cassandra still had no signs

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

After a

then he understood 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

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, Martin

good condition to move at all. No

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

terrible silence in the

the decision made

and spoiled, Martin would agree with her. It could be said that

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

up,

stomach trembling, and said in an extremely difficult tone,

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

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

will set off in

contracted sharply. He wanted to say something, but he

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

no

was rich and could decide life and death, he couldn't

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

"Martin..."

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