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?

 She had to buy tonics for his kidney and make some soup

 at

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 actually questioned by his most beloved woman after

 his pride

 like the calm surface of a lake suddenly had

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

 the explosion

I will show you again if I can do

“Orin!”

to

them

 of food drifting

smell of fried

cooking

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

 of the kitchen. The dining table

 chicken porridge, and when she came out,

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

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

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

 looking at Sherlyn‘s innocent smile, le

 was soft and sticky, and the eggs were

to stay here for a

you by staying here. I am great at doing liousework and cooking. I have to do something to

looked at her sincere and determined expression. She was a rather independent girl. So, he did not say

 Instead, he sat on the

Sherlyn cleaned up the kitchen and was about to leave, he said, “Are you going to Warlyn Building to shoot for

 how do you know?” Sherlyn held her

 “I just checked your schedule.

mountain myself. My manager‘s van will pick me

his low–pitched voice was steady. “I‘m going out, too. I‘m just driving you down the mountain. When you reach the foot of the mountain, you can

 thank you, Mr.

mountains. It would take at

Mr. McGraw. Will you come back for

 bow again. She looked cautious, and

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