It Was You

Chapter 833 Grandmother Left

Martin looked at Carlos and said, "Go and check again to see if there is any connection between Hogan and Cassandra."

When Hogan got close to Cassandra, he asked Carlos to investigate the identity of Hogan. Then he found out that Hogan was Coley. But why did he try so hard to get close to Cassandra?

What did he want? It couldn't be a blessing!

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He would rather be the target of Coley himself than let Cassandra be targeted by such a dangerous person. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy at the thought of the possible connection between Coley and Cassandra.

Carlos didn't know what his Master meant, but since it was about Cassandra, it was normal that his Master's mind was not clear.

Carlos immediately said, "Yes, Master. I'll arrange it right away."

Martin nodded slightly, "Well, in addition, send more people to watch the movement in the black triangle zone. If there is any news, report to me as soon as possible."

Carlos said, "Yes, Master."

After thinking for a while, Martin asked, "Has Lenny returned to Shen Group?"

Carlos immediately put on a gossipy expression and said, "Yes, you are right. Not only did he go back, it is said that he had met the parents of Mr. Arthur in the hospital that day. Are you surprised or not?"

That day in the hospital, Lenny accidentally saw Arthur's father who was passing by. The news spread fast for no reason. Not only the whole Eastern District police station, but also Carlos and others knew it. Recently, Cassandra had been thinking about going to see them. If it weren't for the fact that Martin hadn't recovered, she would have been curious and rushed to see the live broadcast.

She felt so refreshed without a rival in love!

After a few seconds of silence, Martin asked, "What did Mr. Arthur's father say?"

Carlos hurriedly said, "What else can he say? No matter what his son was, he, as a father, had to admit it. But this father is quite open-minded. He didn't say anything against it. He even asked Mr. Arthur to take him back to see his mother after he recovered."

"Okay," replied Martin.

Carlos was a little confused about what his Master meant. After thinking for a while, he guessed that his Master might think that he didn't have to be pestered by Lenny anymore. It was good for everyone that Lenny had a lover.

He didn't know why he suddenly felt a little sorry for Lenny. He had been lovey-dovey for more than ten years, jealous and spoiled secretly for so many years, but he couldn't change his mind.

Carlos prayed for Lenny in his heart, and then said, "Well, Master, you really don't have a sense of loss, sadness or something?"

Martin glanced at him speechlessly, "Have I spoiled you too much recently?"

Blue veins stood out on Carlos' forehead. He immediately said, "No, no. Master, I just said it casually. Don't take it seriously. Well, if there's nothing else, I'll go downstairs first. I'll help my sister-in-law!"

'Don't you see that your arm is wrapped like a mummy? What are you going to do?'

Martin was indeed a little tired. He had been seriously ill before, but he had to hold on no matter what. There was no clue on his face. Perhaps it was because he was badly injured this time that he showed such a little weakness, as if he himself also felt that he was the same as ordinary people, with the same flesh and bones, and it would hurt as long as he touched it.

After dinner, Cassandra stood in front of Martin's bed and read a novel for him. She didn't know why she had cultivated such a interest recently. She had to read a novel for Martin before sleep, just like her mother read a bedtime story for her child.

Perhaps it was because of the righteous relationship between Lenny and Arthur that she couldn't bear the stimulation, so recently she read the classic romantic homosexual novels for Martin, such as Silent Reading and Soul Suppressing. Today, she happened to read the Soul Suppressing, and she was reading the content with a cold tongue. Suddenly, her mobile phone rang.

Not knowing why, Cassandra raised her eyebrows slightly. She looked away from the screen and grabbed the phone. On the screen, it was a call from Evan.

As soon as she read the section of the invitation letter from the soul killer, she received a call from Evan. Suddenly, she felt a little cold on her back, so she slid the screen to answer it. As soon as the screen was close to her ear, she heard a hoarse voice like a ghost.

"Cassandra, come back. Your grandmother... She left. " Standing in front of the bed, Evan's eyes were red, and blood streaks were intertwined with his eyeballs. Tears were about to fall.

Although Evan was not a good man and he did everything he could, the old lady was still his biological mother. His sadness and pain were true.

Cassandra's pupils shrank sharply. At that moment, her nerves seemed to jump off the brake, and she didn't know what to do. Her eyes gradually showed an unprecedented loss.

'How is that possible?'

In her previous life, she remembered that her grandmother was pissed off by her, but after she was reborn, she avoided all the things that might irritate her grandmother. In fact, her grandmother had survived smoothly, but how could her grandmother suddenly pass away?

Cassandra's face went blank for a moment, and her ears were buzzing. She broke the weird silence with a voice that she could hardly hear, "What did you say? Grandma... "

It turned out that even if she was reborn, she still missed too much. Before she could make up for her grandma's kindness, her grandma had left her like this.

'Have you ever regretted?'

She regretted that she had been too persistent in her love and hatred in the limited days. She regretted that she hadn't regretted it until she had lost it. But she had no chance to make up for it. She had lost it forever. She couldn't keep anything in the past, and she didn't even have the chance to turn it back.

On the other side of the phone, Evan said in an unusually hoarse voice, "Cassandra, grandma left without saying a word. She just left like this..."

Cassandra suddenly didn't understand what it meant to leave. She owed her grandmother and this life. Her memory was like a flood or a beast pressing on her, as if a big invisible hand erased her memory point by point.

Cassandra held the phone tightly, and her knuckles were white. After a long time, she finally found her lost voice, "I'll be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, she looked blank and didn't focus at all. She didn't know where she would look.

Martin held her hand and said, "I'm here, Cassandra."