After Martin left, Cassandra lost her strength. Then she fell down and sat on the chair.
She was very weak in the first place, and now she was injured. What she said to Martin just now exhausted her too much. Although she just wanted to reason with Martin, the words were on the tip of her tongue and she lost control.
She rubbed between her eyebrows and decided to ignore the blood running down from her arm.
At this moment, Carlos opened the door and came in, followed by Kevin. Seeing that the wound on Cassandra's hand was still bleeding, Kevin walked over speechlessly and said, "I have already taken care of it? Why did it crack again? Cassandra, could you stop it? "
As Kevin spoke, he reached out to remove the gauze from her hand. He was going to clean her wound and dress it again.
"Don't move." Cassandra asked coldly.
Kevin's hands shivered. Somehow, he felt that they were displaying their love in public again.
Frowning, Carlos said, "Cassandra, your hand is still bleeding. The wound should have been torn open. If not treated in time...''
Cassandra gave an impatient glance at her arm, "I'm fine. Don't worry about the wound.''
Carlos was so worried that he was about to cry. He wanted to ask what had happened just now, but he held the words back.
"Well, it was our master who asked Kevin to bind up your wound.'' He had no choice but to mention the young master.
Cassandra frowned and asked, "what else?''
Swallowing hard, Carlos continued, "besides, he want to send you back to the Scenic Garden.''
Upon hearing this, Cassandra was stunned. Before she intended to move out, Martin had been angry with her for a long time. Now, he asked Carlos to send her back to the Scenic Garden. It seemed that she really offended Martin just now.
She thought she would be very happy when Martin let her go back to the Scenic Garden, but Why didn't she feel happy at all?
damn!
"Okay, get your car ready." Cassandra waved her hand.
Carlos still wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut wisely. After just a few words, Cassandra was so angry that Kevin couldn't even say a word.
He clenched his fists and thought, "you two quarreled. Why did you torture me?"! !
Inside the Bentley.
Cassandra sat quietly in the back seat, her cold face reflected on the black window, looking a little lonely.
"Well "My lady, can I ask you something What happened? " Carlos couldn't help but ask.
Cassandra came to her sense and took a look at Carlos through the rearview mirror. After a long time, she said in a low voice, "nothing serious. We just had a quarrel.''
Carlos coughed," mistress, no matter what our master did, he did it for you. You don't know? When he knew you were injured, he lost control completely. When he came, my master almost hit a truck because he ran the red light
'Master is just not good at expressing himself, He will only protect you in his own way. Maybe his way is not right, but he won't hurt you no matter what happened. I've never seen him being like this, he can deal with all the difficult things calmly, but you...'
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