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

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

good mood and rushed to the company. As

for me?” Melissa looked at Susie. Previously, Susie

going to do this time. Was she

have been in our secretary department for a few days. Now you follow up on the cooperation project with France Lady Vogue.” As Teresa told

the documents to Melissa. “These are the documents of the project.

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

Melissa’s back,

up on that project. But this morning, Murray called her over and asked her to

bumpkin steal her project effortlessly? Just because she was Murray’s

message. “How’d you go with the thing I told

“Ms. Yale, don’t

replied. She couldn’t wait anymore. At Archer’s banquet, Adela had designed that plan to accuse Melissa of stealing and drive her away. However, Melissa easily fixed it and disgraced Adela in front of everyone. She wouldn’t let Melissa

She thought,

all designers had finished the final design scrip for jewelry. What Melissa had to do

her stuff had been moved

Melissa was.speechless, rubbing her

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

other people’s stuff without consent! That’s stealing! Did your mother teach you how to behave?” Melissa

a country bumpkin. We kindly took you in and gave you food and clothes. Even if

made by an Ostacre master. The design, workmanship, and material were all world-class. However, Claire said they were lousy? Melissa thought that Claire was so blind to tell the good from

wrong?” Murray, just off work and back

Murray, she quickly grabbed his arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “I kindly helped her carry things, but she accused me of stealing. I have no reasons to take

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

pulled his arm back from Claire before questioning her, “Claire, did you

Murray’s cold demeanor. “Murray, I did nothing

his mother didn’t like Melissa, but anyway, Melissa was

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

frowning with the nightmare-like memory

pissed of a little bit? She

moment and

mind staying anywhere. Either the guest room or the servant room is the same for her. More importantly, she didn’t want to stay in Murray’s room anymore. It would be embarrassing if something like