It Was You novel Chapter 859

In Yan Garden.

Perhaps it was because she got wet in the rain and was frightened, Cassandra had a high fever as soon as she returned to Yan Garden. It was not until the second morning that her fever was barely brought down.

As soon as she had a fever, the entire Yan Garden was turned upside down. Kevin ran back and forth, almost going crazy.

'To be honest, it's just a fever, not a big deal. Master, why are you so nervous?'

He couldn't imagine how nervous Martin would be if Cassandra was going to have a baby!

That scene was too beautiful for him to imagine!

Cassandra didn't expect that she would catch a cold after getting wet in the heavy rain. When she woke up, she saw Martin, who looked pale and haggard in front of the bed and was wrapped in a layer of cold air.

Seeing her wake up, Martin's face softened, and the coldness on his pale face faded away like the tide retreating in an instant. He stared at Cassandra with bloodshot eyes, fearing that it was just his illusion.

Cassandra's head was still dizzy, but she tried her best to keep herself from showing any discomfort. Her slightly dried and morbid pale lips curved slightly. She said in a hoarse voice, "Martin, I'm hungry. I want to eat the porridge you cook."

Martin's back was stiff, like a weathered sculpture. When he heard the girl speak, his suspended heart seemed to come back to his body, and his voice was extremely hoarse. "Okay, wait a moment, I'll make it for you."

He had forgotten that he had been shot in the abdomen and hadn't recovered yet. Last night, he went out in a hurry, with his wound torn apart and oozing blood. Kevin was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Seeing that Martin was losing weight at a visible speed, Cassandra couldn't help but feel sorry for him. But this man had always been responsible for everything by himself. How blind was she in her previous life that she abandoned such a good man and liked that scumbag, Roger?

On the other hand, the GR Group had been involved in several negative news recently, especially the matter of Lucian and Beth this time. Recently, Roger had become very low-key, and he had never shown up in public. Instead, he released some hearsay from time to time, saying that he was doing charity, probably to whitewash himself and the GR Group.

Cassandra didn't care about him at all. As long as that bitch didn't harass her again, she would be grateful. Sometimes, even she felt that life was too strange. Some people clearly broke up with each other yesterday, but today they went separate ways. And probably the other party had got married.

What did a woman want most?

It was not wealth and power, or being spoiled, or let her do whatever she wanted.

Martin soon cooked the porridge and served it to her. Seeing the green stubble on his chin that hadn't been shaved yet, Cassandra couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

He was so proud and noble, but he didn't even care about his appearance for her. Martin was no longer as cold and ruthless as he used to be. On the contrary, he was earthly.

Martin filled a bowl of porridge and tested the temperature before slowly feeding her. Cassandra quietly finished the porridge and moved aside to make room for him. "Martin, you haven't slept all night. Come up and have a rest."

There was such a handsome man who was willing to do anything for her. She would have no regret even if she died.

Martin's back was a little stiff and his eyes were twined with blood. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He climbed onto the bed slowly and lay down beside Cassandra.

Feeling the unique fragrance of the man, and the lingering cold air, Cassandra rubbed her head against the man's chest, carefully avoiding the wound. She closed her eyes with tiredness and said, "Martin."