It Was You novel Chapter 193

"Let me help you."

In the doctor's office, Martin said in an unusual hoarse voice.

Cassandra was stunned. "What? You do it? Are you sure you can get stitches? "

Why did she feel so unreliable with Martin? Was her arm broken?!

How am I supposed to turn him down so that I can behave well?

Cassandra thought anxiously and sadly!

Suddenly, Kevin stood up and said, "master, you please, I'll go out and guard for you.''

'Master, how loyal I am!

The corners of Cassandra's mouth twitched. If she continued to set up a trap for Kevin, he must be a henchman now.

'forget it. The man I chose is supposed to be spoiled even if he knelt down. I have to get stitches, something serious. At the worst, he just fainted...'

After Kevin left, there were only Cassandra and Martin left in the medical room.

Martin sat down opposite to Cassandra, who took a quick glance at Martin and said in a low voice, "well, it seems that Can you stop being angry? "

A man should be coaxed

Lowering his head, Martin didn't say anything, but skillfully stitched the wound. Every time the needle flew through his heart, it was as if his heart was bleeding.

"Oh my God. It doesn't hurt at all, Martin, You are so good at medical skills. How could Kevin be so weak?'' Cassandra immediately flattered Martin.

Maybe it was because of her illusion, or because of the pain in the wound of her arm, she became numb. She didn't feel any pain when Martin got stitched, and even the needle became less scary.

It was not until the wound was stitched that Martin carefully bound up the wound. Despite his cold face, he acted very gently for fear of hurting her arm.

"Hey, Martin, could you please tie a beautiful bowknot to me This is really a very embarrassing marriage. " Someone grumbled in secret.

After a short pause, he untied the gauze and tied a bow to her.

Satisfied, Cassandra looked at her arms, "how can you do that? I feel that I've married you as if I'm a walking encyclopedia. What else do you want? "

Martin knew that she was trying to change the topic, but he would never allow it to happen again.

When she fell from the horse last time, he said that he wouldn't do that again. Otherwise

With his deep eyes gazing at Cassandra, Martin asked, "do you remember what you have promised me?''

Damn it! She knew that it wouldn't be easy to fool him this time

She had injured herself in order to force Martin to stay. But he had said that he would not do that again. Otherwise, no matter how much she liked to act, he would not allow her to leave.

Actually, it was just a whim for Martin that she agreed to act in the movie and then go to the World Media. She would definitely give up after she suffered a lot outside.

However, things were getting out of control as time went by. Although Cassandra hadn't gained much fame, she had gained a firm foothold in the World Media. As long as she was given time, she would certainly rise to fame in the entertainment circle.

It seemed that Cassandra was born to be in the entertainment circle, which was undeniable, but what Martin cared more about was her health and her safety.

He would never allow her to get hurt again!

If she wasn't lucky enough today, and if Mathew had been more skilled, then the knife would not only stab on Yan canglan's arm!

The thought of it stroke him like his heart was being tightly clenched by a cold hand, and his heart raced uncontrollably.

Then Cassandra replied diffidently, "of course I remember. I remember everything I said to you, but It was an accident. I was so worried Please don't be mad at me? I promise you that I will never do such a thing again and I won't get myself injured. Okay? "

"From tomorrow on, you don't have to go to the film set." said Martin, looking at her with deep, black eyes, as if she were the queen of blade locusts

With a quick shrink of her pupils, Cassandra suddenly stood up from the chair and pounded on the table, "no!''

The moment her palm touched the table, the newly stitched wound was pushed open. The white gauze immediately oozed a layer of red blood. The dazzling blood contrasted sharply with her white arm, which was falling slowly along her arm.

Martin's face darkened immediately. Almost instinctively, he grabbed the wrist of Cassandra and panicked, "Damn it! Don't move! "

The wound on Cassandra's arm was so strong that sweat kept dripping down from her forehead. With a pale face, she nearly lost her balance while her body was slightly shaking. But at this moment, she had no time to think about it anymore. If Martin didn't insist on stopping her from struggling, all she had done before would be in vain!

Cassandra ground her teeth and thought, 'since this day will come sooner or later, then It was better to have short sharp pains than long dull pains!

Then Cassandra looked at Martin and said, "I have promised you that I won't get myself hurt again, but I'm not your puppet. I have my own thoughts and goals. Do you want to see me live like a walking dead every day? Do you want me to look up to you and become a loser in others' eyes forever! You don't love me at all. You just want to possess me! !"

You don't love me at all

You just want to possess me

It turned out that all he had done in her heart was just like this in her eyes?

There was a terrible dead silence in the air.

The coldness on his face just faded little by little. On his chiseled face, there was a note of strangeness and indifference.

He took her back by force at the beginning. He thought he could have her, but from beginning to end, it was just his wishful thinking.

Huh

A sense of inability rose from the bottom of his heart.

After a long time, he loosened his grip on her wrist slowly, turned around and walked out. Cassandra stood on tiptoe, with her eyes fixed on Martin.

Didn't she say something heavy just now?!

As soon as Martin opened the door, Carlos came up to them and flattered, "master, sister-in-law..."

"Send her back," Martin suggested.

"What? Okay, I'll be right there. "

After a few seconds of silence, Martin said, "return to the Scenic Garden.''

Carlos was stunned. What was going on? What happened? 'My master asked me to send her back to the Scenic Garden...'

Did he hear it wrong?

Carlos swallowed and said: "well, the mistress's, the sister-in-law's injury...''

"Do you need me to say it again?" said Martin, shooting a viper like gaze at Carlos, Hearing that, Carlos immediately shook his head like a rattle drum. "No, no! No need! I'll arrange it right away! "