It Was You

Chapter 799 Ten Miles Of Mountains And Rivers Are Not As Good As You

After returning to the ward, Cassandra leaned against her head of the bed and looked out of the window with her dark eyes.

The night was long and the lights were colorful.

At that moment, she suddenly missed Martin for no reason. She picked up her phone and dialed Martin's number.

The phone rang twice and Martin picked it up. The man's low and familiar voice came through the phone, "Cassandra, what's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The man stood in the dark night. He raised his eyes slightly and looked into the distance without being focused.

The mountains were beautiful, but they were not as beautiful as that woman.

Cassandra held the phone tightly. At that moment, all the grievances and difficulties that seemed to be suppressed in the bottom of her heart surged out. She didn't think it was a big deal at first. This was her choice. She had to grit her teeth and go on.

However, when she heard Martin's soft voice, she suddenly felt that she couldn't live the life of revenge that she once wanted.

Cassandra felt wronged and said, "no, I just... I miss you, Martin."

In her previous life, she had never said such words to him. In her mind, except hatred and escape, she seemed to be blind. She had never seen the good side of Martin, nor had she seen what he had done to her.

Now as long as she thought of it, she felt sorry for him.

On the other end of the phone, Martin stood in the corridor, his back taut in a straight line. Did he have an auditory hallucination just now?

Martin's cold eyes softened and his tone softened, "I miss you too. I'll be back soon after everything is settled here. Good girl."

her head with one hand, "Okay, take care of yourself. And, don't hook

earth was worried about whom

helplessly and said,

worriedly and hung up the phone. Martin stood in the corridor for a while before he turned

Martin from her phone. It was a long and beautiful view. There was only a back of Martin, which seemed to be buried in deeply

for a long time, Cassandra finally chose this photo and posted it on her we chat moments, with the words: thousands of miles of mountains and

the last sentence. Tens of miles of mountains and rivers were

as she posted this post,

fool? Ten miles? Our boss

man in

I asked you to give the real name

you are really good at

literary talent.

Hackett: thumbs up.

of comments, but Martin and Hogan both liked it, which was a little weird. Cassandra was so scared

of a cover up. Forget it. She would rather die for the sake of good

Cassandra closed the

a funeral home in the

In the lounge.

strange dead silence in the

Arthur sat aside. Compared with asking about the case, Arthur's eyes had

in love, it was no big deal to

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