Mrs. Gibson Your identity is Exposed novel (Melissa and Murray) novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53 I Have the Final Say

Before Melissa could say anything, Murray hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy signals from the other side of the line, Melissa shook her head helplessly. –

She wondered why Murray wanted to see her again.

There seemed to be something wrong with him recently, and she had been receiving frequent calls

from him.

As soon as the elevator got to the 18th floor, Melissa went straight to Murray’s office.

The office door was already ajar. Melissa knocked.

“Come in,” the frigid voice of Murray came.

Melissa walked in and saw Murray sitting in his office chair.

His suit jacket was taken off and placed on the sofa. He wore a simple white shirt. His top two shirt buttons were left undone, revealing his perfect pectorals. Combined with his handsome facial features, he was absolutely the most charming man in the world.

At this moment, Murray was staring at the computer screen, with only one of his hands tapping the keyboard.

Melissa lost in thought for a moment. She heard that Murray was a workaholic, and it seemed to be

true.

Although his right hand was injured, he had still come to work instead of taking a rest.

Out of the corner of his eye, Murray saw Melissa staring at him in a daze. “Do I look good?” Murray asked, with the corners of his lips curling up slightly.

Melissa came back to her senses and realized that she had been staring at Murray just now. Embarrassed, she faked a coughing fit and asked, “Why did you ask me to come?”

“You just had a meeting with the people from France this afternoon, right?” Murray stopped what he was doing and leaned back, crossing his legs casually. There was a sense of elegance and nobility to what he did.

“Yes.” Melissa nodded, but underneath she was somewhat puzzled by Murray’s concern for this project.

Was he planning to increase the investment in jewelry and expand the market?

“I need a detailed description of the progress.” Murray narrowed his eyes.

Melissa kept her temper and continued, “The main purpose of today’s meeting was to provide an

opportunity for both parties to discuss the next steps. I am working on the minutes right now. I will report to you after I finish. If there is nothing else, I’d better go and continue my work.”

Seeing Melissa’s eagerness to leave, Murray stopped her, “Wait a minute.” His expression was glacial.

“Is there anything else?”

“Have you forgotten?” Murray raised his right hand, “The doctor said that ointment should be renewed twice a day.”

Melissa was stunned, “Then do it.”

“I can’t,” Murray said expressionlessly.

“Can’t?” Melissa silently cursed.

“What was wrong with this man? Can’t he even apply ointment himself?”

Just as she was about to say “Then learn to do it yourself,” Murray pursed his lips and said, “This is how you treat your savior, ugh!”

“Alright, I’ll help you with it. Is that okay?” Seeing Murray bring up the word “savior” again, Melissa scowled, “Where is the ointment then?”

“There,” Murray pointed to a drawer.

Melissa opened the drawer and took out ointment, alcohol, and gauze. She squatted down and started to apply ointment to Murray’s wound.

She opened the lid, picked up some ointment with her fingers, and evenly applied it to the back of Murray’s hand.

Her slender fingers gently stroked the back of his hand. The coolness of the ointment brought Murray an unprecedented sense of comfort.

“Have you studied medicine before?” Murray asked.

Melissa’s movement stopped for an imperceptible moment.

“You seem skilled in it,” Murray spoke in his low voice, looking down at the woman in front of him

with a deeper gaze.