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?

 was a big problem. She had to buy tonics for his kidney and make

 at her

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 he was most proud of was actually

 man, his pride was

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of them greatly regretted

 fragrance of

the smell of fried

cooking in the

changed into a suit.

 kitchen. The dining table was filled with

 porridge, and when she came out, her

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

placed the bowls of porridge on the table and pulled the seat for him. “I don‘t know if

eat breakfast. Sherlyn was just a stranger

 Sherlyn‘s innocent smile, le strode over and

 the eggs were fried perfectly.

If you want to stay here for a while longer, I can

have disturbed you by staying here. I am great

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

 Instead,

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

 you know?” Sherlyn held her bag in her hand and stood

 down the newspaper. “I just checked your schedule. Let‘s go.

Mr. McGraw. I can walk down the mountain myself. My manager‘s van

up. His handsome eyes were gentle, and his low–pitched voice was steady. “I‘m going out, too. I‘m just driving you down the mountain. When

 you, Mr.

driveways were surrounding the mountains. It would take at

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

 She looked cautious, and the sense of alienation was

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