Mrs. Gibson, Your Identily Is Exposed

Chapter 25 Move to the Guest Room

Murray’s eyes raked Melissa’s body.

Melissa blushed. “You asshole.”

She jumped to kick his ball but he flinched right away. “Don’t worry, I’m not crazy about you. You are not my type.”

What? Melissa was pissed off. She was never treated like this before.

“Screw you!” Melissa rolled her eyes at him.

She was like an angry rabbit. Murray nearly busted out of laugh before leaving a word. “I’m going to the study room.”

Then he turned around and left. Whereas, Murray’s mind was filled with the beautiful sexy body of Melissa. Graceful and pretty, smart and confident, neither servile nor overbearing.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t the one he was looking for. The scene when he was 13 appeared before his eyes once more…

*Flashback*

“Your hand is injured. Let me bandage it.” The girl who said this was a few years younger than Murray. She wore a ponytail and had a handkerchief in her hand. She bandaged Murray and tied a beautiful bow on it.

“Does it still hurt?” The girl looked up, with her beautiful eyes flashing.

“No. Don’t be afraid, Lily. We will be saved!” Murray held her in his arms, smiling with determination.

**

His thoughts drifted away. Murray opened the drawer and took out a faded handkerchief. He looked at it for a long time.

His Lily, how was she now?

The next morning, when Melissa woke up, there was no one in the room. Did Murray spend the entire night in the study room?

Melissa rubbed her temples. She seemed to misunderstand him seen

play tricks to climb into his bed. In Murray’s mind, Melissa was just a countryside girl. How could he have a thing to her? This was the best. Three months later, they would not owe each other and cancel the engagement peacefully. She could also have reasonable explanations

of this, Melissa was in a good mood and rushed to the company. As soon as

looked at Susie. Previously, Susie

do this time. Was she

been in our secretary department for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa told Melissa her promotion, a faint trace of jealousy flashed

to Melissa. “These are the

took the documents, glancing at them.

back, Susie was

project. But this morning, Murray

her project effortlessly?

you go with the thing I told you?” It was

quickly replied, “Ms. Yale, don’t worry. I will make

Archer’s banquet, Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive

gloomy. She thought,

jewelry for the next season. Almost all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do was follow up on the progress. It was a

her stuff had been moved to

stuff?” Melissa was.speechless,

Melissa in her high heels with a smug smiled, “I asked the servants to move it. Do you

your mother teach you how to

in and gave you food and clothes. Even if you live in a servant’s room, I guess it will be way

glared at Claire as if she was looking at an idiot. These were her grandfather’s customized leather suitcases made by an Ostacre master. The design, workmanship, and material

work and back home, heard the

her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have

facepalmed Claire. “Murray, you heard it. She moved my stuff without

knitted his brows. He pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning her,

she felt Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did nothing wrong. This is

knew that his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway,

things back to my room…” Murray told the servants, but before he

the nightmare-like memory of last night

disgust in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in a servant’s room than

moment and suggested, “You then stay in the

the same for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay in