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 some soup

 looked at

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 he was most proud of was actually questioned by

 man, his pride

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struggled to

them greatly

 awakened by the fragrance of

smell of

cooking in

and changed into a suit. Then he

 kitchen. The dining table was filled with hot milk, toast,

 chicken porridge, and when

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

pulled the seat for him. “I don‘t know if my cooking suits your taste. Would you like to

breakfast. Sherlyn was just a stranger to him, and he

 Sherlyn‘s innocent smile, le strode over and sat

 was soft and sticky, and the eggs

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

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

She was a rather independent girl. So, he

 meal. Instead, he sat on the sofa

said, “Are

 Sherlyn held her bag

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

the mountain myself. My manager‘s van will pick me up at the

out, too. I‘m just driving

 you,

were surrounding the mountains. It would take at least an hour to walk down, and

me off, Mr. McGraw. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I‘ll cook dinner for you in advance. If I

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

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