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?

 tonics for his kidney and make some soup

 looked at her in

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

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

 man, his

 like the calm surface of a lake suddenly

 his chest was boiling as he

 than the explosion

again if I

“Orin!”

struggled to

them greatly

 was awakened by the fragrance of food drifting

the smell of

cooking

out of bed, washed up, and changed into a

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

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

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

pulled the seat for him. “I don‘t know if my cooking suits

breakfast. Sherlyn was just a stranger to him,

 smile, le strode over

 was soft and sticky, and the eggs were

here for a while longer, I

disturbed you by staying here. I am great at doing liousework and cooking. I

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

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

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

 her bag in her hand and

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

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

voice was steady. “I‘m going out, too. I‘m just driving you down

 thank you,

and the driveways were surrounding the mountains. It would take at least an hour to walk down, and it was time–consuming

Russell again. “Thank you for sending me off, Mr. McGraw. Will you

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

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