Chapter 683 I Won't Let You Go Again

Cassandra spat out all the tea in her mouth, choked and coughed a few times before she came to her senses. She widened her eyes and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Enough?" Martin asked.

"I didn't make a fuss. It was because your wife was injured that I took my wife here to visit her. Others don't have the same treatment."

'Do you think my wife will show up casually?

This is the highest treatment!'

Cassandra immediately covered her chest with her hands and thought, 'Damn it! You are here to irritate me!'

"Done?" replied Martin.

The subtext was, after seeing her, you can get out, or do you really want to stay and have a midnight snack before leaving?

'You wish.'

After saying a few polite words, Talbot left with his stupid man.

After a restless night, Cassandra finally calmed down. She was injured and in a bad mental state. At this moment, with a tired look on her face, she looked up at Martin and couldn't say a word.

"It's getting late. I'll take you to bed." said Martin.

Cassandra didn't refuse. She couldn't hold on any longer. After Martin sent her upstairs, she remembered an important thing.

She couldn't take off her clothes or take a shower because of her disabled hand.

When she was wondering how to tell Martin, Martin had already brought her clothes to change, and in addition, he had something like a wristband in his hand.

Cassandra, "..."

With a serious look on his face, Martin said, "Your hand is injured and it's inconvenient for you to move. Let me help you take a shower."

Cassandra's pupils shrank. Damn it! If she had known that she would be treated like this after being injured, she would have crippled herself earlier!

A few seconds later.

Cassandra had already slipped into the bathroom. If her hand was not injured, she might have peeled off her clothes quickly to see if Martin could stay calm.

Lowering his head, Martin walked into the bathroom, put away the clothes, and carefully put on her wristband to prevent the wound from being infected by water.

After that, Martin turned on the hot water and

the eyes of Martin little by little.

Raising her hand, Cassandra held Martin's face and said word by word, "What I regret most is that I didn't dare to express my love until now. I have missed so much time with you. Fortunately, it's not too late. We still have a long time... "

Martin's back tensed up in a straight line, and there was only darkness left in his dark eyes. He suddenly lowered his head slightly, held her hand and interlocked his ten fingers with hers, and kissed her lips without any desire.

"Cassandra, this is your choice. Even if you regret in the future, if you are tired of it, you can blame me and hate me, no matter what... I won't let you go for the rest of my life. "

If it was wrong for them to be together, he would rather be wrong forever.

Cassandra sighed silently, put her arms around his neck and rested her head on Martin's chest. The man's undulating and powerful heartbeat resounded in her ears. At that moment, she suddenly felt that her life was complete.

According to the legend, there were three kinds of obsessions: greed, hatred and ignorance. Unfortunately, she couldn't break any of them, so she had to follow her most primitive heart and do happy things with her lover, regardless of the fate.

Therefore, on the second day, Cassandra, who was almost unable to get out of bed after having sex all night, felt that she was a typical idiot.