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

 looked at her in

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 he was most proud of was actually questioned by his most

 a man, his

 the calm surface of a lake suddenly had monstrous

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

 was more violent than the explosion of an atomic

again if I

“Orin!”

struggled to

of them

 by the fragrance of food drifting in from

the smell of fried

was cooking in the

changed into a suit. Then he

 beautiful figure rushed out of the kitchen. The dining table was

 filled two bowls of shredded chicken porridge, and when she came out,

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

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

to Willard‘s place to eat breakfast. Sherlyn was just a stranger to

 smile,

 and the eggs were fried perfectly. It

to stay here for

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

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

 go out immediately after the meal. Instead,

leave, he said, “Are you going to Warlyn Building to shoot

 her bag in

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

I can walk down the mountain myself. My manager‘s van will pick me up at the

handsome eyes were gentle, and his low–pitched voice was steady. “I‘m going out, too. I‘m

 thank you,

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

 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

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

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