Chapter 451 Why Do You Want a Third Wheel

In the hall.

While Cassandra asking Hawk to come over, Hawk took the pulse of Martin, and then made sure that Martin's body was all right. With a sigh of relief, she waved her hand and said, "Well, that's good to know that he is fine. You two go first."

Hawk showed an expression of helplessness. He was a talented doctor from a family of highly skilled doctors, after all. Did he have no dignity?

But Carlos didn't care about that. He fled as quickly as he could.

Hawk was stunned all of a sudden. 'What the hell had happened just now? Who am I? Where am I? Why are so many flowers in front of my eyes?'

Embarrassed, Hawk scratched his head and left the hall slowly.

Cassandra quietly looked at the door, confirming that everyone had left, and then said, "Martin, you must be hungry. The vegetables in the yard seem to have grown. I'll pick some and make some dishes, okay?"

She had been paying close attention to the vegetables in the vegetable garden, and had bought some colorful lights and candlesticks on her way back, preparing a candlelight dinner or something liked that.

"Well, don't be too tired." said Martin.

Cassandra nodded her head, "I won't. You can have a rest now. I'm going to pick up vegetables."

Martin cast a quick glance at her and said, "I will go with you."

To be honest, she couldn't imagine the scene when someone as aloof as Martin appeared in the vegetable field. But indeed, he looked much better, and her care for him was not in vain.

Cassandra replied in a hurry. "Okay, wait a moment. I'll go to the kitchen to get a basket. "

"Okay." replied Martin.

Upon hearing this, Cassandra quickly stood up from the sofa and rushed to the kitchen. In a helpless tone, Martin said, "Slow down."

For some reason, Cassandra didn't think that Martin looked like her husband, but he looked more like her... Yes, father.

'Do you feel that your father loves you so much?'

Vegetable garden.

The vegetable she had planted had grown to a ripe age. Sta

n, Marcus' face darkened. As the top killer, he was not only a driver, but also a slave!

'I can't stand this!'

It was unbearable However, he could only tolerate it!

"Junior Marcus, have you brought the things in?" Asked Cassandra while checking the bags carefully.

The veins on Marcus' forehead throbbed violently. His face darkened. "Don't call me junior Marcus."

Cassandra rolled her eyes at him, "Junior Marcus sounds murderous."

'Shit murderous!

Do you have any misunderstandings about the word 'murderous spirit'?

"No, I don't need it." said Marcus, grinding his teeth.

Cassandra held the colored lantern in one hand and said, "Why are you still standing there? Come and help me."

To be honest, even he was not capable at all. However, she had no other choice. Greyson was now the leader of the V Security team. There were too many things for him to do, so he was not able to make it. Otherwise, she would not give up Greyson and ask the bastard Marcus for help.

Marcus's face was as cold as ice. He kept silent for a few seconds and then walked towards Cassandra.

'I'm not angry. Anger made me ugly!'

After more than ten minutes, the colored lantern was finally done. After confirming that there was no problem with the switch again, Cassandra quickly put the candlestick and rose petals in place.