Mrs. Gibson, Your Identily Is Exposed

Chapter 47

Chapter 47 Go Against Her

Melissa realized that she had said the wrong thing. Coughing awkwardly, she explained, “I learned Taekwondo in school.”

Taekwondo?

Murray chuckled and didn’t reply to her.

Soon, they arrived at the hospital. Just as Melissa said, Murray’s wound was not serious. And fortunately, Murray’s leg wasn’t fractured. It was only a soft tissue contusion, and Murray would be fine in a few days.

Only then did Melissa sighed in relief. “Fortunately, you are all right.”

“You care about me?” Murray looked at Melissa.

“Yes, I care about you. Is it wrong? After all, you got hurt trying to save me.” Melissa smiled, though thinking actually it’s no need for Murray to save her, she can survive by herself.

“Use this ointment three times a day. Take these two boxes of pills twice a day, separately in the morning and evening.” The doctor gave instructions for taking the medicine.

“Got it. Thank you.” Melissa carefully noted it down.

When Melissa and Murray left the hospital, it was past midnight.

“Let’s go to Moonlight Mansion.” Murray suggested.

“We don’t go home?” Melissa asked.

“It’s late.” Murray smiled faintly.

In fact, he didn’t want Sarah knows about his injuries. On the one hand, he wouldn’t want Melissa to be criticized by Sarah. On the other hand, Murray did it for his own sake. If they returned home, Melissa would stay in the guest room, but he was eager to stay with her alone.

Marc was right. Murray thought; he should try to know more about Melissa.

At midnight, the street was quiet.

Murray leaned against his seat, squinting at Melissa, who was driving. The neon lights outside shone on Melissa through the car window, making her ineffably gorgeous.

Melissa was concentrating on driving, when Murray’s hoarse voice sounded, “Melissa, do you have any thoughts about Susie being fired?”

“What?” Confused, Melissa thought for a second before replying, “Susie deserves punishment. She even stabbed you tonight! You don’t tell me you’re thinking about going soft and letting her go?”

What Melissa said was completely different from what Murray had in mind. Murray turned to look at Melissa. “Actually, I intend to promote you to the head of the Secretary Department.”

Though Melissa has only worked for half a month, she was definitely qualified. Murray wanted to give Melissa more chances.

“I appreciate it, but please forgive me, I have to reject the promotion.” Melissa refused without hesitation.

“Why?” Murray was stunned. People scrambled for promotion in the Gibson Corporation. But she gave up it?

Melissa relied, “I’m thinking for you. Our engagement will be canceled in two months. When I leave, you’ll have to find a new secretary. You’d better choose someone more stable than me.”

“Where do you plan to go?” Murray’s face was gloomy.

“Anywhere. Anyway, I won’t stay in the Gibson’s house,” Melissa said. She would have loads of things to do by then!

Murray kept silent for the rest of the way. He was internally unhappy. Melissa seemed to not care about him at all.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Moonlight Mansion.

The Moonlight Mansion, a luxurious community in the center of Aldness, was owned by the Gibson Corporation, close to the office building. Murray usually took a rest here when working late.

Melissa parked the car. “We arrived.”

Murray did not answer.

Melissa turned to see Murray. He leaned back in his seat, eyes closed, breathing evenly, deep in sleep.

“Murray, we’re here. Wake up!” Melissa patted Murray.

Murray was in the dream.

He went back to that small dark room. Intimidated, threatened, and beaten by several gangsters,

Murray was exhausted and could not stand any longer.

“Murray, don’t sleep. Wake up! They’re out. We have to escape!” Lily grabbed Murray’s hand and said anxiously.

“Murray, wake up!” Murray heard Lily’s voice again in a trance.

Lily… Lily called his name!

Murray pulled Lily’s hand and ran through the forest. “Hurry, hurry, run faster!”

There were cliffs in front and pursuers behind.

“Murray, I can’t run anymore…”

Lily’s sound disappeared.

Murray helplessly witnessed Lily fell into the abyss… Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Lil…!” Murray woke up and grabbed Melissa’s hand. “Lily, don’t leave me!”

“Murray, what’s wrong?” Melissa was startled.

Melissa thought. Lily had left him? Why? Did she reject him? It seemed impossible. Though Murray was not her cup of tea, she admitted that Murray was perfect in terms of appearance, social status and background. Few girls could resist his charm. Murray loved Lily so much. How could she leave? Was Lily dead? OMG, that may be the reason why Murray missed Lily so much…

Murray reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his brow, then turned calm. “Nothing. I had a bad dream.”

“We’re here. Get out of the car.” Melissa opened the door.

Pointing at his injured leg, Murray smirked cunningly, “Help me!”

Melissa choked.

“I was kicked by you.” Murray raised his eyebrows smugly.

“Alright…” Melissa held Murray’s arm, and got him out of the car.

After locking the car, Melissa took Murray to the elevator, in way of Murray clinging to her body. Melissa panted and gasped.

They finally reached the door. “Where’s the key?” Melissa looked at Murray.

“In my pocket.” Murray pointed to his trouser pocket.

“Can you get it for me?” Melissa rolled her eyes at Murray. She was out of breath for dragging Murray back.

Murray shook his injured right hand and glanced at Melissa with a sneer. “I got hurt trying to save you.”

Melissa sighed. Murray was deliberately going against her…So childish…

Melissa supported Murray with one hand and tried to find the key in his trouser pocket with the other. Her small hand fumbled around.

“Where are you touching?” Murray sneered.

“Sorry,” Melissa looked embarrassed. She apologized repeatedly and searched in the other direction

What was going on today? Even the key seemed to hate her. She searched for a long time but couldn’t find it.

Melissa felt a little anxious and kept fumbling around in Murray’s pocket, but the more anxious she was, the harder she could find it.

Through the fabric, Murray felt Melissa’s hand stroking his thigh. A wonderful electric current flowing went through his body. So hot in the stairwell.

“Murray, I found…!” Melissa piped up excitedly. Then she saw Murray’s expression. His face was red, like trying to resist something.

“That-is-not-a-key.” He said word by word.

Melissa’s eyes went down. Opps…her hand is on his big stick…