Chapter 752 Discharge
The masseuse was a woman, how could she have such bulky fingers? Melissa wondered, then she turned and saw Murray massaging her.
“What are you doing?’Melissa asked and blushed. The dignified Mr Murray Gibson was actually working as her masseuse.
“I massaged my wife, what’s the matter?” Murray asked. He smiled softly, and allowed Melissa to relax so that he could give her a proper massage.
It had to be said that Murray’s approach was comparable to that of a professional.
At first he was worried that Melissa would be so picky,that she would not be satisfied with his massaging technique, so he secretly studied for a few days.
So far, the effect was very good.
“Would you like to sleep?” Murray asked, seeing that Melissa’s eyes were struggling to stay open.
“Um…”
Melissa replied softly, this ambiguous scene made the female masseuse next to them bow her head.
They had called her to come for a massage, now not only was she used for a massage, but she was watching this ambiguous behavior from Murray and his wife that left her uncomfortable.
“Then sleep for a while, and I’ll sleep too,” Murray said softly, and was about to tuck Melissa in when she suddenly resisted..
“No, I have to go to the flower shop to help later,” she yelped.
She sat up. Murray had been looking at her with desire r these days, which made her a little uncomfortable.
In order not to sexually indulge Murray every day, Melissa went to the flower shop more frequently during this time.
“You’re so tired, you’ll be fine after you rest for a while,” Murray said.
He was helpless and coaxed Melissa to stay indoors, but Melissa’s eyes were firm and she shook her head.
“No, IPromised the workers that I would be there soon!” Melissa insisted.
Murray had no choice but to allow her rest for a while.. After half an hour, he sent Melissa back to the flower shop.
Soon, after days of dealing with flowers and plants in the flower shop, Melissa’s mood gradually stabilized.
Now her life had become more regular, and she was no longer
having irregular sleep patterns like before. She gradually started to normalize.
A few days later, Melissa came to the lawn downstairs in the hospital.
She took in a deep breath and walked back and forth, feeling the warmth of the sun.
Murray watched from the side. The warm sunlight shining on Melissa made him feel so uncomfortable.
Perhaps because she was tired from walking, Melissa came to Murray’s side, took a bottle of water, raised her head, and drank it all at once.
“Don’t choke,” Murray said, seeing how much of a hurry Melissa was in while she drank the water.
These days, Melissa was responding fast and positively to treatment. Not only was her body recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but even the anxiety disorder that the doctor talked about, rarely occurred.
“Okay,” Melissa replied with a nod, and handed the water bottle back to Murray.
Murray took the bottle of water from her,, and the series of actions between the two seemed very cordial and natural.
“I feel like I’m almost in good shape,” Melissa suddenly said.
Murray looked up at her, the girl’s cheeks were rosy and vivid in the sunlight.
“What’s wrong? Where are you hurrying to?” Murray asked. He reached out and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
“It’s been a long time since I left the company, and I want to see it,” Melissa replied.
Sure enough, she still proposed the idea of going to the company.
She’d been thinking about it these days when she was at the flower shop, but the urge subsided when she thought about Murray’s firm disagreement.
Now that her health had gradually improved, she thought she should go to the company to take a look.
Sure enough, at this point, Murray’s face darkened.
“You were so sick this time, yet you want to go to the company after just a few days of being healthy?” He asked.
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