Mrs. Gibson, Your Identily Is Exposed

Mrs. Gibson Your Identity Is Exposed By Fair Day Chapter 76

Chapter 76 I Am Lily

Adela felt confused shortly and smiled sweetly and said shyly, “Right. I am Lily. Murray, I am your

Lily!”

Murray rubbed his temples, feeling extremely uncomfortable from being drunk.

Was it his Lily?

Lily was here!?

“You are drunk. Let me send you home.” Adela bent down and helped Murray up.

“Lily, are you here? Is it real? Am I dreaming?” Murray said with a voice full of disbelief and surprise while he staggered and leaned on Adela.

Murray had been looking for Lily for so many years. And surprise! Here Lily was.

“It’s me! Who else can I be?” Adela stared at the man beside her with a loving gaze.

It was the first time Adela and Murray were so close. Although drunk, Murray’s masculine figure and handsome face were attractive.

Adela touched Murray’s face with her cold and trembling fingers.

It was the man Adela loved in an unrequired way for years, and now Adela finally could enjoy the intimate time with Murray.

However, Murray was drunk and thought of her as another girl.

“Lily, why have you changed?” Although the girl told Murray that she was Lily, Murray felt strange. The girl was not like his Lily.

Murray didn’t have a crush on her.

“I was always me. But you’re drunk and foggy.” Adela got a little nervous and withdrew her hand,

Adela was afraid that Murray would find out that she was not Lily.

With great effort, Adela helped Murray to the foot of the mountain.

“Help!” Adela shouted at Julie and the driver.

The driver and Julie got out of the car and helped Murray into the car.

“Home,” Adela told the driver.

The driver hesitated and asked, “Mr. Gibson’s home?”

“Yale’s, of course.” Adela snapped.

Adela would never lose the chance to stay with Murray alone.

The driver then turned to Yale’s.

Murray leaned against the back seat. Murray’s face was slightly red, and he looked less indifferent because of alcohol.

Staring at the tender Murray, Adela’s heartbeat accelerated somehow.

Murray murmured, “Lily, Lily…”

“I’m here.” Adela came back to her senses and held Murray’s hand.

“Lily, don’t leave me.” Murray held Adela’s hand back subconsciously. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

His big hand was hot, and it seemed to be capable of igniting Adela’s body,

“Adela, who is Lily?” Julie asked curiously.

Adela frowned and glared at Julie, “No idea. Aren’t you going home?”

Julie got out of the car tactfully.

An hour later, the car arrived at Yale’s.

Adela helped Murray out of the car.

Once in a blue moon, Murray didn’t urge Melissa to come home early, and it was ten at night when Melissa finished her work.

Melissa called a taxi and went home.

The house was pitch dark, and no one was there.

Melissa turned on the light and looked around. Murray was not at home.

Melissa felt puzzled. Murray was not at home or company, then where could he be?

And Murray didn’t tell her about any social intercourse.

Melissa guessed Murray must get angry about what happened in the afternoon.

Melissa raised her eyebrows to show her carelessness.

Returning to her room, Melissa asked Nina about the studio.

Nina messaged back quickly, “Everything is fine.”

Melissa turned on the computer, opened a hidden folder, and began to modify her new-designed

dress.

When Melissa finished her work, it was one in the morning.

Murray had yet to return home.

Such a situation had never happened before.

Murray would text Melissa or call her if he could not come home on time.

He can’t have been in trouble, right?

Melissa was a little worried. Thinking for a while, she dialed Murray’s number.

Adela’s room.

Adela spent a lot of effort getting Murray on the bed, then she helped Murray to take off his coat.

Murray leaned on the bed with a white shirt. Two buttons were already untied, and Murray’s masculine chest was revealed. Murray kept murmuring, “Lily, don’t leave me.”

“I will never leave you, never.” Adela’s infatuated gaze fell on Murray.

So what if Murray took her as another woman? As long as they were intimate enough, Adela believed that Murray would fall in love with her!

Holding Murray’s strong waist and leaning her head against his chest, Adela said affectionately,

“Murray, do you know that I love you so much?”

In a daze, Murray felt a woman holding and kissing him. She kept saying that she loved him, but he

felt strange.

It was not Lily!

Lily had a faint body fragrance, but the woman wore perfume! Lily would never be so vulgar!

Adela was untying Murray’s shirt when Murray suddenly pushed her away and said in a low voice, “You are not Lily!”

Adela fell hard to the ground. She looked up at the familiar cold look of the man with tearful eyes and said, “Murray, you are drunk. I am Lily. I am Lily!”.

Lily… No, this was not Lily.

A sharp headache struck Murray. Murray struggled to stand up but failed. He was too drunk.

Under the influence of alcohol, Murray closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

Looking at the man sleeping soundly, Adela was angry.

Why?

Why didn’t Murray touch her even when he was drunk?

Just then, Murray’s phone rang.

Adela took out her phone from Murray’s jacket pocket.

It was Melissa.

Adela smirked and answered in a saccharine voice, “Hello, who is it?”