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 his kidney and make some soup for

 at her

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 thing he was most proud of was actually questioned by his most beloved

 man, his

 was like the calm surface of a lake

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

 was more violent than the explosion of an atomic

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“Orin!”

struggled to

of them greatly regretted

 awakened by the fragrance of food drifting in from

smell of fried

cooking in the

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

 the kitchen. The dining table

 chicken porridge, and when she came

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

porridge on the table and pulled the seat for him. “I don‘t know if my cooking suits your taste. Would you like to try

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

 innocent smile, le strode over and sat

 and the eggs were

to stay here for a while longer, I can arrange for two servants to take care of

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 something to make

looked at her sincere and determined expression. She was a

 the meal. Instead, he

he said, “Are

 held her bag in her hand and stood

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

myself. My manager‘s van will pick me

going out, too. I‘m just driving you down

 you, Mr.

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

 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

 looked cautious, and the sense of alienation was

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