It Was You novel Chapter 13

The next morning.

As soon as Cassandra opened her eyes, she saw everything she was familiar with in the room. There was no one beside her, and only Martin had left.

Outside the window, the melodious bird singing sounded. All this was almost the same as the previous life. She was in a daze in bed for quite a while before she remembered that it was not in her previous life.

She tried her best to get peace. In this life, she didn't provoke Martin purposely. Instead, she tried her best to please him and hoped for a glimmer of life under his watch.

But then again, she did deserve it in her previous life. It was true love for Martin not to strangle her out of anger.

Cassandra got up from the bed, washed her face and rushed downstairs.

In the downstairs, as he had done in her previous life, Martin sat still and was reading newspapers in front of the dining table. He didn't put down the newspapers until he saw Cassandra go downstairs, He waved at Cassandra and said, "come here."

Cassandra jogged to him and sat down obediently beside him, Martin put a glass of milk in front of her and said, "the breakfast is made according to your favorite taste, Have a try to see if you like it."

Cassandra glanced at the food on the table and burst into tears, 'what a rich man!

What's more, do you think I'm a pig? There are so many food that she won't be able to eat them all! !

However, she would like to remember that Martin was very picky at food and he could taste the slightest difference in taste. Thus, the chef of the Yan's garden was often kicked out because of this.

After she drank a mouthful of milk, she said, "in fact, you don't have to prepare so many things And I can cook. How about I cook for you in the future? "

In her previous life, she had concentrated on cooking for Roger. However, instead of getting grateful to her kindness, Roger jeered at her over and over again. When she went back to the Lu family, she deliberately prepared many dishes to irritate Martin. Even so, she was still good at cooking.

The back of Martin was slightly stiff, and his deep eyes slowly looked at Cassandra, After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, don't be too tired."

Cassandra immediately shook her head and denied," no, no, No, If I can't do such a little thing well, I'm not a good for nothing!"

Giving her a brief glance, Martin said, "it's not a big deal to be a good for nothing."

Cassandra was choked by his words and thought, 'he only wants me to be a good for nothing.'!

Then she would never be able to escape from his control.