Ex husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 260

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?

 big problem. She had to buy tonics for

 looked at her in

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 of was actually questioned by his most beloved

 a man, his

 the calm surface of

 anger in his chest was boiling as he shouted. Chapter 260 &1e You

 more violent than the explosion

you again if

“Orin!”

to no

them greatly

 the fragrance of

smell of fried

was cooking

and changed into a suit.

 dining table was filled with hot

 of shredded chicken porridge, and when she

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

placed the bowls of porridge on the table and pulled the seat for him. “I don‘t know

to eat breakfast. Sherlyn was just a stranger to him, and he was

 smile,

 the eggs were fried perfectly.

fact, you don‘t have to do this. If you want to stay here for a while longer,

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

She was a rather independent girl. So, he did not say anything

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

said, “Are you going to Warlyn Building to shoot for

 Sherlyn held her bag in

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

mountain myself. My

up. His handsome eyes were gentle, and his low–pitched voice was steady. “I‘m going out, too. I‘m just driving you down the

 thank you, Mr.

big, and the driveways were surrounding the mountains. It would take at least an hour to walk down,

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

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

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