Mrs. Gibson, Your Identily Is Exposed

Chapter 48 Feed Me

Melissa blushed.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!FFFFFF……

She immediately moved her hand away.

“Murray, where exactly did you put your key? I don’t have it here!” Melissa shouted at him, trying to ignore the embarrassment.

Murray also blushed. Coughing, he reached out his uninjured left hand to hold Melissa’s small hand in his trouser pocket and placed her hand into the other trouser pocket.

He said with his deep gaze, “It is here.”

“You…” Melissa rolled her eyes at Murray. She cursed in her heart. The key was in the right pocket and she kept finding it in the left. He could have told her five minutes ago before she grabbed his…fuck!

Melissa kept cursing Murray while opening the door. She used all her strength, dragging Murray to the sofa, “Take a rest, my lord.” She rolled eyes at him.

Murray just smiled. He was in a good mood.

Melissa was speechless. Just as she was about to stand up, she suddenly slipped.

“What…” Melissa screamed in alarm and fell into Murray’s arms.

“You can’t wait to throw yourself into my arms?” Murray teased her. This must be the best day of his life.

Melissa flushed and glared at Murray fiercely. She retorted, “How can you say like that? It’s you! You’re too heavy! I’m tired of moving you back!”

back against the sofa, “Darling, you

choked by him

the topic and brought over

her stomach interrupt

hungry?”

all day and only ate a little, so now her stomach began

Let’s order takeout.” Murray took out his phone

cook?” Murray was

do it. You are

marry the prince to repay for saving her life.” Murray

Bullshit! Melissa thought.

at him fiercely and turned to

was late so Melissa planned to make noodles and two simple dishes.

his medicine and looked towards the kitchen. From his angle, he

the kitchen, like a virtuous wife who was preparing dinner for her

was

full of happiness. He couldn’t help but stand up and walked to

her, you will discover her attractiveness. Murray, don’t miss such a good girl.” Marc was right. Perhaps, he should try to

when she suddenly heard Murray’s magnetic voice, “do you need my

in pockets. His handsome features were tender and his sexy lips held a vague smile. He stared

little uncomfortable meeting his eyes. She moved her eyes away and looked down at his legs. She frowned and asked, “Are you able to

to the dining room,”

busy.” Melissa unhappily pushed him out of the kitchen and