Mrs. Gibson Your identity is Exposed

Chapter 49

Chapter 49 Help You Take a Bath

Melissa was astonished and puzzled.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to repay me for saving your life?” Murray’s face looked pale, and he

coughed lightly.

I’m just saying but he takes it seriously… Melissa thought.

She looked at Murray’s wound and said resignedly, “Alright…”

It was him who saved her from the knife after all.

Murray’s eyes darkened when he saw Melissa’s reluctance. He took the bowl and chopsticks from

Melissa and smiled, “I’m just kidding. I’ll do it myself.”

Melissa let out a sigh of relief and thought, He was usually serious and arrogant. When did he ever joke

around?

Murray finished the noodles with difficulty and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, “The

noodles taste good.”

“As long as you like it.” Melissa stood up and was about to clean up the dishes. NôvelDrama.Org content.

“Just leave them here. Let the hourly workers clean them up tomorrow.” Murray rubbed his temples

with his slender fingers, “I’m tired.”

“Then I’ll help you back to your room to rest.” Melissa also felt very tired and just wanted to sleep early.

After all, there was still a lot of work to do tomorrow.

“Okay,” Murray responded slightly.

Melissa spent a lot of effort helping Murray to his room.

Melissa pushed the door open and was about to help Murray to the bed. However, Murray suddenly

stopped when passing through the bathroom, “I’ll take a shower first.”

Melissa’s eyelashes trembled as she blurted out, “You don’t want me to help you take a bath, do you?”

Looking at the vigilant look of the woman beside him, Murray loosened his tie with his left hand and

teased Melissa with a smile, “Run the bathwater for me.”

Melissa listened to him and made sure the water was at the right temperature, “Alright, go for the

shower.”

The sound of water splashing in the bathroom came through. Melissa was sitting on the sofa. She

had originally wanted to wait for Murray to finish his shower and ask him which room she should sleep

in. However, she was too tired. She lay on the sofa and fell asleep.

After Murray took the shower and walked out of the bathroom, he saw Melissa reclining on the sofa and

sleeping, the quiet breathing faintly lingering in the room.

Her skin was white and delicate, her eyebrows were beautiful, and the light shone on her long

eyelashes, casting a fan-shaped shadow on her cheeks.

Murray smiled slightly, and his eyes softened a little. He bent over and carried Melissa in his arms.

Murray carefully placed her on the bed and covered her with a thin blanket before lying down beside

her.

“Little Bear, let me hug you.” Melissa dreamed about holding a teddy bear in her arms, mumbling as

she turned over and reached out to hug Murray, who was beside her.

Murray’s body stiffened. That feeling was so familiar…

“Lily, is it you?” He reached out and rubbed Melissa’s hair, his eyes flashed.

The next day, the sun shone through the layers of curtains onto the huge bed.

Melissa was dazzled by the sunshine and woke up in a daze.

What entered her eyes was a luxurious crystal lamp.

Where am I? Melissa thought.

She suddenly sat up and looked around, only to find that she was now on Murray’s bed!

What happened? Melissa thought.

She rubbed her temples, and her memories of last night gradually came back.

She remembered that Murray saved her from the knife but himself got injured by the knife last night.

After she sent him back and made him dinner, he went to take a shower.

Melissa kept thinking, Then what?

What happened? Why couldn’t I remember anything?

Why was I on Murray’s bed?

There were only me and Murray at home. If I hadn’t run to Murray’s bed myself, then … Murray had

carried me over?

Melissa hurriedly lowered her head to check her clothes. Fortunately, nothing happened.

At this time, Murray pushed open the door and entered. Seeing Melissa sitting on the bed in a daze,

he asked slightly, “You’re awake?”

“Why am I here?” Melissa snapped back to her senses,

“You may catch a cold on the sofa,” Murray glanced at her condescendingly.

So… it was him who carried me to the bed? Melissa thought.

She was a little embarrassed.

“There’s breakfast in the restaurant. You can go down and eat by yourself. I’m working at home today,

and I asked for leave for you. If you need anything, come and find me in the study:” Murray ordered in a

deep voice and then turned to the study.

Melissa nodded and looked at the time. It was almost ten o’clock.

Fortunately, Murray asked for leave for her. Melissa planned to go to the company after breakfast.

At the dining table, there was a rich breakfast. Melissa picked up a piece of egg pancake and ate it.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Melissa frowned and thought, Who would come at this time?

Opening the door, a tall and beautiful young lady appeared in Melissa’s sight. It was Claire.

Claire was dressed in a white dress, holding a thermos in her hand. The moment she saw Melissa, the

smile on her face froze, “Melissa! Why are you here?”

“Why can’t I be in my fiancé’s house?” Melissa sneered, “As for you, it’s early in the morning and why

did you come over?”

“Where is my cousin?” Claire looked around but could not find Murray.

Last night, Murray called and said that he was going to rest in the Moonlight Mansion at night. Claire

was disappointed about not seeing Murray.

It was only this morning when she asked Ms. Jones that she found out that Melissa stayed out that

night too.

Claire felt a sense of crisis. She made breakfast early in the morning and took it to the Gibson

Corporation as an excuse to see Murray.

But unexpectedly, Alex told her that Murray had taken a day off, and Melissa didn’t go to work too.

Claire couldn’t wait but run to the Moonlight Mansion and saw that Melissa was there!

In other words, Melissa was with Murray all night!

Melissa ignored Claire and returned to the dining room. She continued to eat her breakfast elegantly.

Claire stepped on her high heels and followed her to the dining room.

At a glance, Claire recognized that the breakfast on the table was made by Murray.

In the past, Murray only cooked breakfast by himself to cheer Marc up when Mr. Marc was sick.

But now, he made it for Melissa!

Jealousy engulfed every cell in Claire’s body. Seeing that Melissa was ignoring her, Claire raised her

voice, “Melissa, I’m asking you a question. Where is my cousin?”

Melissa finished her last bite of breakfast, wiped her mouth, and stood up, “Please make way.”

“Who do you think you are, Melissa?” Claire stopped Melissa, “You’re just a bumpkin from the

countryside. You don’t deserve my cousin at all!”

Thinking of the scene she saw in Murray’s room that night, Melissa mocked, “If I don’t deserve him,

then who deserves him? Do you?”

“Melissa, don’t talk nonsense!” Out of the corner of her eye, Claire caught a glimpse of a tall and

straight figure walking towards the dining room. Claire suddenly cried out in alarm and fell straight to

the ground, “Melissa! Why did you push me?”