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?

 to buy tonics for his kidney and make some soup for

 at her

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

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to

them greatly

 was awakened by the fragrance of food drifting in from outside the

was the smell

cooking in the

of bed, washed up, and changed

 figure rushed out of the kitchen. The dining table was

 shredded chicken porridge, and when

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

the bowls of porridge on the table and pulled the seat for him.

Sherlyn was just a stranger to him,

 innocent smile, le strode over and

 the

If you want to stay here for a while longer, I can arrange

I have disturbed you by staying

expression. She was a rather independent girl. So, he

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

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

 held her bag

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

you, Mr. McGraw. I can walk down the mountain myself. My manager‘s van will pick me up at the foot

was steady. “I‘m going out, too. I‘m just driving you down the mountain. When you reach the foot of the mountain, you can take the

 thank you, Mr.

mountains. It would

 the mountain, Sherlyn got out of the car and bowed to Russell again. “Thank you for sending me off, Mr. McGraw. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I‘ll cook dinner for you in advance. If I don‘t

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

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