Mrs. Gibson Your identity is Exposed novel (Melissa and Murray) novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303 Something Happens to Murray

Melissa sat beside Murray. After calmly thinking for five minutes, she had an idea,

Though they were in a forest, it was on the outskirts of the city after all. There should not be any ferocious beasts. In addition, Melissa also knew a lot about survival in the wild. Leaving here alone would be easy for

her.

But now Murray was unconscious, and she would never leave him alone.

So, to get out of there, she had to make a wooden raft for Murray.

Luckily, the ground was moist enough to make it slippery, and there were many vines to use.

Melissa was quick in action. She found a lot of fallen branches nearby that were thick and long enough to tie the branches together, with vines that would be able to support Murray‘s weight,

When Melissa was making the wooden raft, she found that these vines were really tough. No wonder they could hold Melissa and Murray‘s weight.

The founding also reassured Melissa.

But what she was worried about was that since she and Murray could still be alive due to the vines, Anaya, that mad woman, would be the same.

At the thought of Anaya, Melissa pulled a long face and her eyes became cold.

““As long as Anaya is still alive, I will go after her after I get out!”

Melissa collected her thoughts and concentrated on tying the raft.

The thickness of these branches was fine. However, they were of different lengths. Melissa needed to grind them to almost the same length. The only tool was the stones. Unfortunately, the stones here were blunt. Most of the time, Melissa was grinding the stones, causing injuries in her fingers from scratching the stones and branches.

A cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but she gritted her teeth and continued.

“Murray could risk his life for me, and vice versa!” She thoughts.

After more than an hour, the skin on Melissa‘s ten fingers had been rubbed raw, and her fingers were

bleeding. The raft was finally ready.

She used all her strength to arduously put Murray on the raft, and then tied him to the rast with vines.

In this way, when Melissa was dragging the raft, Murray would not roll down because of the shaking.

After everything was done, Melissa went to a place where she could vaguely see the sky. She calculated the time and estimated that there were still about three to four hours before it turned dark. Luckily, she could see some sunset glow from where she was standing, allowing her to determine the direction

Melissa figured that if she was lucky enough, she could probably take Murray out of the forest by nightfall

But if she wasn‘t…

Melissa stopped thinking, tied one end of the vines to her waist, and then walked in the direction she set.

However, Melissa underestimated the weight of the raft and Murray. It was a full hundred pounds, and it was really hard for her to drag the raft with Murray on it.

Melissa bit her lower lip so hard that it bled. Her mouth was filled with the smell of blood, but she still hung

on.

Melissa moved step by step relying on her strong willpower.

Not a long time later, the woman found that she wasn‘t able to see clearly. The sky had completely darkened.

Were they destined to die in such a place?

“No way!

Melissa thought “I won‘t let Murray die!”

Melissa was getting more and more exhausted. The shoes she was wearing when she fell off the cliff were lost somewhere.

The woman went barefoot. Along the way, her feet had worn out, and she couldn‘t feel them.

The lack of strength, the blur of sight, and the extreme desire for water all tortured Melissa bit by bit.

She gritted her teeth and hung on.

Bang!

She tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

She looked at Murray, who was still lying on the wooden raft unconsciously. A kind of despair that she had never felt before spread throughout her every cell.