Chapter 260 Are You Really Weak

Sherlyn bowed twice in a row and eagerly walked back to the bed. “I‘m sorry, Mr. McGraw! I‘ve slept on the bed sheets and blankets. You probably don‘t like it, right?”

Russell seemed to understand what she meant and got out of bed.

“I‘m really sorry to disturb you…”

As Sherlyn continued to apologize repeatedly, she quickly took the bed sheets and blankets before bowing and leaving.

Russell looked at the big bed that had been swept clean in an instant. He smiled helplessly and took out the spare cotton quilt from the cabinet and laid it on himself.

It had only been a few minutes, but Sherlyn had actually apologized fifteen times and bowed twelve times!

Why was she so silly and cute?

This girl was a little interesting.

In the morning, the soft sunlight shone through the thin floor–to–ceiling window.

And it shone onto the simple bed in the bedroom.

When Ormand awoke, Viola had already woken up. She was leaning against the bed, playing with her phone, looking extremely focused.

“Playing with your phone early in the morning? Have you been addicted to it recently?” he asked, puzzled.

“No, I’m buying something for you.”

Viola actually wanted to give him a present? The gift should be normal, right?

“What are you buying? Let me take a look.”

Viola didn‘t think there was anything wrong with it, so she casually explained, “Just some tonics…”

Tonics?

Ormand felt it was strange. He looked at her gloomily. “Why are you buying these things? Didn‘t I satisfy you?”

“No, no, no!”

Viola shook her head hard and replied, “You are strong, but last night, you said you could do at least 300 single–handed push–ups, but in the end, you could only do 100…‘‘

Had she tired him out?

His body was weak?

 buy tonics for his kidney and make some soup for

 at her

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 most proud of was actually questioned by his most beloved

 a man, his pride

 of a lake suddenly had

 was boiling as he

 than the

I will show you again if I can do

“Orin!”

to

of them greatly

 by the fragrance of

was the smell

cooking in

changed into a suit. Then he slowly went

 of the kitchen. The dining table

 two bowls of shredded chicken porridge, and when she came out, her eyes met

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

the table and pulled the seat for him. “I don‘t know if my cooking suits

to eat breakfast. Sherlyn was just a

 at Sherlyn‘s innocent smile,

 was soft and sticky, and the eggs were fried perfectly. It was surprisingly

to stay here for

of flattery. “No need, Mr. McGraw. I have disturbed you by staying here. I am great at doing liousework and cooking. I have to

a rather independent girl. So, he did not say

 immediately after the meal. Instead, he sat on the sofa and

up the kitchen and was about to leave, he said, “Are you going to

 you know?” Sherlyn held her

 put down the newspaper. “I just checked your schedule. Let‘s go.

No need to trouble you, Mr. McGraw. I can walk down the mountain myself. My manager‘s van will pick me

out, too. I‘m

 you, Mr.

mountains. It would take

 car and bowed to Russell again. “Thank you for sending me off, Mr. McGraw. Will you come back

 to bow again. She looked cautious, and the sense of alienation

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