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

 looked at her

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 he was most proud of was actually questioned by

 his pride

 surface of

 boiling as he shouted. Chapter 260 &1e

 violent than the

again if I

“Orin!”

to

them greatly regretted

 of food drifting in from

the smell of fried

was cooking

got out of bed, washed up, and changed into a suit. Then he slowly went

 figure rushed out of the kitchen. The dining table was filled with hot milk, toast, fried eggs, and

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

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

and pulled the seat for him.

breakfast. Sherlyn was

 looking at Sherlyn‘s innocent smile, le strode over and sat

 porridge was soft and sticky, and the eggs

don‘t have to do this. If you want to stay here for a while

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

She was a rather independent girl. So, he

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

to leave, he said, “Are you going to

 know?” Sherlyn held her

 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 up at the foot of

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

 thank you,

the driveways were surrounding the mountains. It would take at least an hour

 Sherlyn got out of the car and bowed to Russell again. “Thank you for sending me off, Mr. McGraw. Will you come

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

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