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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?

 buy tonics for his kidney and

 looked at her

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 actually questioned by his most

 a man, his

 was like the calm surface of a lake

 boiling as he shouted. Chapter 260

 was more violent than the explosion of

again if

“Orin!”

struggled to no

them

 of food

was the smell

cooking in the

and changed into a

 figure rushed out of the kitchen. The dining table was filled with hot

 of shredded chicken porridge, and when she came out,

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

seat for him. “I don‘t know if my cooking suits your taste.

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

 innocent smile, le strode over

 chicken porridge was soft and sticky, and the eggs were

If you want 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 do something

sincere and determined expression. She was a rather independent girl. So, he

 meal. Instead, he sat on the

about to leave, he said, “Are you going to Warlyn Building to shoot for the front pages

 her bag in her hand

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

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

steady. “I‘m going out, too. I‘m just driving

 thank you, Mr.

and the driveways were surrounding the mountains. It would take at

off, Mr. McGraw. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I‘ll cook dinner for you

 she began to bow again. She looked cautious, and the sense of alienation was thick around

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