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?

 had to buy tonics for his kidney and make some soup

 looked at her in

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 actually questioned by his most beloved

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of them greatly

 of food drifting in from outside

smell of fried

was cooking in the

out of bed, washed up, and changed into a suit. Then he slowly went

 The dining table was filled with hot milk, toast, fried

 chicken porridge, and when she came out,

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

table and pulled the seat for him. “I

Willard‘s place to eat breakfast. Sherlyn was just a stranger to him, and he was

 innocent smile,

 and the eggs were fried perfectly.

to do this. If you want to stay here for a while longer,

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

determined expression. She was a rather

 didn‘t go out immediately after the meal. Instead, he sat on

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

 do you know?” Sherlyn held her bag in her hand and

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

the mountain myself.

stood 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 mountain. When you reach the foot

 you, Mr.

the mountains. It would take at

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 make it up to you, I

 looked cautious, and the sense of alienation was thick around

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