Mrs. Gibson Your Identity Is Exposed Chapter 94
Mrs. Gibson Your Identity Is Exposed Chapter 94
Chapter 94 Tell Me About Lily
Murray’s mature male breath rushed over, tightly wrapping Melissa up.
Melissa was stunned. She thought for a while, then said, “It’s… your grandpa.”
“Is that so?” Murray raised his eyebrows. His deep voice was charming.
Melissa hurriedly nodded. “Yes, your grandpa asked you to eat those… Didn’t he mean you don’t have
the capacity?”
“You still dare to say.” Murray’s face sank, but his deep eyes were vaguely churning with flames.
Murray didn’t know what Marc asked him to eat. At the time, Murray felt his blood surge up.
Melissa in his arms was beautiful, like a budding flower, making Murray want to pick it,
Melissa licked her dry lips. “I didn’t say…”
The casual action tempted Murray into kissing Melissa’s lips without hesitation.
Melissa’s heart suddenly jumped.
Murray’s handsome face kept zooming in front of Melissa.
Murray’s lips finally landed on Melissa’s lips which were as alluring as cherry blossoms.
When the four lips touched, a burst of hot temperature came from the lips. Melissa suddenly came
back to her senses and turned her face away.
Melissa blushed and pushed Murray away, “I’m going to take a shower.”
Then, Melissa ran into the bathroom and hurriedly took a shower.
However, when Melissa came here, she did not intend to stay, Thus, Melissa did not take clean clothes
with her.
Gosh!
“Murray, come here,” Melissa shouted shamelessly.
“What’s wrong?” Murray’s low voice sounded outside the bathroom.
“I don’t bring any clothes with me. Can you go to Moonlight Mansion to get them for me?” Melissa
touched her burning face and summoned up the courage to speak.
“Grandpa locked the door, so how can I get it?” Murray smiled.
“Can’t you get him to open the door?” Melissa was embarrassed.
“I can’t.” Murray refused.
“I can’t.” Murray refused.
Melissa was speechless. As she was about to call Marc to open the door, Murray’s charming voice
sounded again, “Open the door.”
“What are you doing?” Melissa asked warily.
“Handing you some clothes.” Murray’s clear voice sounded.
Clothes?
Melissa hesitated a moment, wrapped herself tightly with a towel, then opened the door with a small This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
crack
Murray stuffed a bag into her hands.
Melissa quickly closed the door, then opened the bag and took a look.
It was indeed clothes.
There was a brand-new set of female underwear and a clean white shirt.
However, the shirt was so big, and it was a man’s shirt. Was it Murray’s shirt?
Melissa furrowed her eyebrows. Murray had even prepared female clothes here. Could it be that he
often brought girls home?
After quickly putting on the clothes, Melissa opened the door and walked out.
The moment Melissa walked out, Murray’s deep eyes lit up with a touch of fire. He looked straight at
the girl in front of him.
Melissa’s hair was wet, and the tips of her hair were still dripping. She was wearing Murray’s white
shirt, and her curvaceous figure was faintly discernible under the shirt. Her straight and long legs were
indescribably sexy and charming.
Murray quietly rolled his Adam’s apple.
“Murray, where did you get the female underwear?” Melissa’s face was hot from Murray’s stare. She
changed the topic. “Do you often bring girls back here?”
“Melissa, are you jealous?” Murray chuckled and asked in a low voice.
“Please answer the question directly,” Melissa said solemnly.
Murray cleared his throat. “I don’t know, either. It was put on the sofa. Maybe grandpa asked Clara to
prepare them for you…”
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Melissa was speechless at Marc again. He was indeed thoughtful.
“I’m tired. I need to rest early.” Melissa looked at the big bed in the middle of the room and said,
“I’ll sleep on the bed toniglit, and you sleep on the sofa.”
“No way.” Murray refused coldly. “I’m not accustomed to sleeping on the sofa.”
“Then I’ll sleep on the sofa,” Melissa said as she walked towards the sofa.
“You’re the guest. How can you sleep on the sofa?” Murray grabbed Melissa as soon as she took a
step forward.
Melissa lost balance and fell into Murray’s arms.
Melissa hurriedly stood up and glared at Murray. “Then what should we do?”
“We will sleep on the bed together,” Murray whispered in Melissa’s ear.
The next second, before Melissa could react, Murray picked up her whole body.
“Murray, what are you doing? Let me go!” Melissa struggled. Was Murray insane?
Murray carried Melissa to the bed, leaned over, and raised his eyebrows. “I’ll prove myself by my
actions.”
“Enough! If you take advantage of me again, I won’t show mercy!” Melissa wanted to get up, but her
entire body was pressed down. She was angry and ashamed.
Murray only wanted to tease Melissa. Seeing her angry appearance, Murray stopped teasing her and
stood up.
Melissa sat up with lingering fear and leaned against the head of the bed, glaring at Murray. “Don’t
come over.”
Murray’s gaze darkened as he sat down next to Melissa. He turned his head to look at her, “Melissa,
have you ever considered grandpa’s suggestion?”
“What?” Melissa was slightly startled.
Murray’s eyes were deep. “Maybe we can have a try.”
Though Murray did not have a good first impression of Melissa and thought she was the same as other
women who would use any means to coax his grandfather to agree to this marriage and marry into a
wealthy family for money. But after a month of getting along, he had changed his view of Melissa
Her extraordinary working ability, and strong and independent personality, was different from the
women he had seen before.
Even he was inexplicably attracted to Melissa many times. When Melissa was in trouble, Murray did
not hesitate to help and protect her.
Looking at Murray’s deep eyes, Melissa took a deep breath and said calmly, “Murray, I want to ask you
a question.”
“What?” Murray was stunned for a moment.
Melissa suppressed the complicated emotions and said expressionlessly, “Can you tell me about Lily?”
Lily…
Murray’s eyes darkened. Recently, he seemed to think less of Lily…
“What do you want to know?” Murray asked after a moment.
“You like Lily. Right?” Melissa hit the nail on the head.