It Was You novel Chapter 734

Cassandra got furious at once. She stood in front of Martin, spread out her hands and stared at Thurston vigilantly. "Why do you look at my sweetheart like this? Do you like him? Are you coveting my sweetheart's beauty? Humph! Jerk! "

Thurston was speechless.

Uh...

What was going on?

He was a masculine man...

Speechless, Thurston looked at Martin and coughed, "Well... Is there any misunderstanding between you and me? I'm not a gay. "

Cassandra said, "You are not a good person at first glance. How can I know if you are a gay? Stay away from my sweetheart! "

Two blue veins burst out on Thurston's forehead. "I look harmless. How could I be a bad guy? Are you... "

The last word "blind" was stifled in the cold eyes of Martin.

'Damn it! I've never seen someone so protective of his wife!'

He had heard that Martin was afraid of his wife, but he thought it was a lie. But now it seemed that he had been completely obedient to his wife!

He had always been curious about what kind of woman was able to subdue Martin. He didn't expect that... How could it be such a stupid woman?!

He must have opened it in a wrong way!

There was a touch of coldness in Martin's eyes. For some reason, he always felt that Cassandra seemed to have a natural enmity towards Thurston. Although she tried her best to suppress her anger, he could see that.

Martin stepped forward, held the girl's wrist and said gently, "Enough?"

Hearing this, Cassandra put on an aggrieved look and looked up at Martin, "I'm not kidding. He provoked me first. Martin, don't you like me anymore?"

Martin had no choice but to say, "No, I like you."

Cassandra curled her lips and said, "If he and I were hunted at the same time. Do you want to save me or him first?"

"Save you," said Martin.

Beside him, Thurston almost spat out a mouthful of blood. What the hell was this?

How could Martin like such an idiot?

He must have seen the fake Martin!

In the hall of the Yan Garden.

Thurston sat down on the sofa with his long legs casually placed on the tea table in front of him. He glanced at Cassandra, who was sitting next to Martin, and said in a low voice, "Martin, are you sure she doesn't need to leave?"

What they were going to say next might cause the extreme discomfort of some brainless people.

Martin nodded slightly, "Yes."

Cassandra tugged at the corner of Martin's clothes and said pitifully, "Honey, I don't want to listen to you. I don't want to stay in the same place with this bad man! Can I go out? "

She was really afraid that she couldn't control the primitive power in her body and beat Thurston up. If she couldn't win, she would have to bite him a few times.