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

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

in a good mood and rushed to the company. As soon as she

Susie. Previously, Susie had made

going to do this time.

secretary department for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa told Melissa her

the documents to Melissa. “These are the documents of the project. Read it for

the documents, glancing at them. “Okay.” She turned around

at Melissa’s back,

morning, Murray called her over

her

with the thing

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

Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa

She thought,

several series of 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

all her stuff

stuff?” Melissa was.speechless,

heels with a smug smiled, “I asked the

Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa crossed her arms over chest and leaned against the door frame,

two lousy boxes. No wonder. You are a country bumpkin. We kindly took you in and gave you food and clothes. Even if you live in a servant’s room, I

master. The design, workmanship, and material were all world-class. However, Claire

wrong?” Murray, just off work and back home, heard the

arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “I kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no

you heard it. She moved my stuff without

his arm back from Claire before

a step back when she felt Murray’s cold demeanor.

mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was a guest. If

things back to my room…” Murray told the

frowning with the nightmare-like memory of last night popping

caught the disgust in her eyes. He suddenly pissed of a little bit? She would rather stay in

expression darkened. He thought for a moment and suggested, “You then stay in the

room is the same for her. More importantly,