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

 looked at

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 actually questioned by his most beloved

 his pride was

 surface of

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

 violent than the explosion of

again

“Orin!”

to no

of them greatly

 awakened by the fragrance of food drifting in from

smell of fried

was cooking

and changed into a suit. Then

 of the kitchen. The dining table was

 porridge, and when she

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

him. “I don‘t know if my cooking suits your taste.

go to Willard‘s place to eat breakfast. Sherlyn was just a stranger to him, and he was wary

 smile, le strode over

 soft and sticky, and the eggs were fried perfectly.

here for a while longer, I

was slightly shocked, her face full of flattery. “No need, Mr. McGraw. I have disturbed you by staying here. I am great at doing liousework and cooking. I have to

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

 the meal. Instead,

to leave, he said,

 how do you know?” Sherlyn held her bag in her

 “I just checked

you, Mr. McGraw. I can walk down the mountain myself. My manager‘s van will pick me up at the

were gentle, and 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 take

 thank you, Mr.

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

 they reached the foot of the mountain, Sherlyn got out of the car and bowed to Russell again. “Thank you for sending me off, Mr. McGraw. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I‘ll

 She looked cautious, and the

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