Mrs. Gibson Your Identity Is Exposed By Fair Day Chapter 438
Mrs. Gibson, Your Identily Is Exposed
Chapter 438 Donât Do That
âMeli, I have heard about Ryleigh.â Marc sat down on the sofa and stroked his white beard.
âFortunately, you saw through Ryleighâs true intention. Otherwise, Murray would have been tricked by
her. Murray is too emotional. He always remembers the kindness of Lily.â
âGrandpa, what are you talking about?â Murray felt awkward.
He thought, grandpa, would you please not bring up the matter I donât want to mention?
After a pause, he added, âActually, I already knew that Ryleigh was a fake. Otherwise, how could I
have done that with Melissa? Melissa, right?â
Melissa rolled her eyes at Murray. âNonsense.â
âSince Ryleigh has been settled, when are you going to get married? I canât wait to have a grandson.â
Marc smiled.
âWe plan to get engaged next month,â Melissa sat down beside Marc and said plainly.
âGrandpa, please pick a good day for us,â Murray sat down next to Melissa and said to Marc in a hurry.
He had been waiting for a long time for the day of their wedding,
Marc looked at the state of the two of them and smiled. He had always recognized Melissa as his only
granddaughterâinâlaw. Now that Ryleigh had also received her retribution, he could finally wait
peacefully for his grandson to be born..
As for the date, he had already picked one.
Marc said cheerfully, âDo I need you to tell me that? Iâve already chosen the date. Itâs the fifth day of the
next month.
Thereâs still plenty of time. You can buy whatever you want.â
âThe fifth day of the next month...â
Melissa was in a trance for a moment. She thought of going to the fashion design competition in a few
days. If the wedding was held next month, she didnât know if she would be able to return.
Seeing this, Marc was puzzled. He asked, âWhatâs wrong? Meli, do you have something to do?â
Melissa thought about the time to participate in the design competition. If it went well, it should not
delay anything.
Only then did she relax and shake her head lightly at Marc. âMarc, itâs nothing. Iâm going to Paris to
participate in a fashion design competition in a few days. I think I can make it back in time, so Iâll use
the date that you picked for us.â
Marcâs smile brightened, and he nodded repeatedly. âAlright. Itâs settled then. Iâll pick the hotel for the
wedding in the next few days. Ah ... Meli, you have to take care of yourself when youâre busy with work.
Donât be too tired.â
âI know... Marc, you donât have to worry about me.â Melissa smiled; her heart filled with warmth.
Perhaps God owed her and would make up for it with another engagement ceremony. At least she still
had Murray and Marc around her.
She was so lucky
Murray patted the sola at this time and said to Mare with dissatisfaction, âGrandpa, I am going with
Melissa. Are you afraid that something will happen to her? Donât worry, I will bring her back safely.â
âYou...â Marc pointed at Murray with his finger. He was joking and warning Murray, âGo with Meli.
Remember to take good care of her. When you come back, if she lost weight, it would be all your laut.â
Murray shook his head and smiled helplessly. âAlright. I understand. Grandpa, donât worry.â
Marc finally felt at ease. The more he looked at the couple, the more he liked them. The servant
reminded him that it was time to go back to the bedroom to rest. Marc stood up with his cane.
âItâs rare for the two of you to come back. Donât go back today. Stay here. Jose, tidy up a room for the
two of them and let the young couple live and talk.â
When Jose heard this, he knew what Marc meant. He simply agreed and went upstairs to tidy up the
house with a smile.
Melissa and Murray looked at each other. Melissa shrugged helplessly. Forget it, she understood
Marcâs intention.
Besides, it was indeed a long time before she returned.
After dinner, Marc found an excuse to return to his room to rest. Before he left, he gave the two a
meaningful look. Melissa knew what Marc meant and smiled at Murray.
âMy grandfather is always like this. You donât have to take it to heart. It is not the first day you know
him.â Murray was afraid that Melissa would feel uncomfortable, so he approached Melissa and pinched
her palm to comfort her.
Melissa said in a soft voice, âThatâs your grandpa. Why would i blame him? Iâm not a petty person.â
The two of them chatted and laughed as they returned to their room. As soon as they entered the
room, Melissa let out a long sigh of relief. She walked to the window and stretched the sheets. She sat
on the bed and relaxed.
âIs it because I havenât moved for too long? Why am I so tired today?â
âSince youâre tired, go to bed early. The old house is indeed far from home.â Murray sat next to Melissa,
quietly groping her waist, wanting to hold her.
Melissa sensed that something was wrong. She lowered her head and gently patted Murrayâs hand
away. She rebuked, âWhat are you doing? Go and sleep on the sofa tonight.â
Murray was reluctant. He felt that he and Melissa were about to get engaged soon. Besides, he had
endured for so long. His wife was right in front of him, but he could do nothing. He felt uncomfortable.
âMelissa, Meli, itâs been so long since we had a good talk...â
Murray spoke in a rare soft voice. No, he was tempting her.
Melissa knew what Murray was thinking. Similarly, she also missed him, but some things could not be
done.
Thinking of this, Melissa seemed to be in a halfâjoking mood as she emphasized, âNo means no. You
can only sleep on the sofa tonight.â
Murray let out a long sigh and finally let go of Melissa. He compromised and said, âAlright.â
It was already very late. After the two of them washed up, Melissa lay on the bed and fell asleep not
long after, but Murray, who was nestled on the couch, was not sleepy at all.
There was no loud sound on the bed not far away. He could only hear the faint sound of breathing.
Murray slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at the bed. Melissa was lying on hier side with her
back facing him, looking very obedient.
Murray still couldnât control his thoughts. Ile quictly got up from the sola, walked to the bedside, leaned
over, and gently kissed Melissaâs face.
Melissa inadvertently let out a sound. She felt something on her face and subconsciously raised her
hand to rub her eyes. She opened her eyes and saw Murray.
âWhy arenât you asleep yet?â