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?

 problem. She had to buy tonics for his kidney

 at

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 of was actually

 a man, his pride

 calm surface of a lake suddenly

 in his chest was boiling as he shouted.

 more violent than the

will show you again

“Orin!”

struggled to

them greatly regretted

 was awakened by the fragrance of food drifting

was the smell of fried

cooking in

of bed, washed up, and changed

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

 shredded chicken porridge, and when she

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

the seat for him. “I

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

 smile,

 and sticky, and the eggs were fried perfectly.

stay here for a while

Mr. McGraw. I have disturbed you by staying here. I am great at doing liousework and

at her sincere and determined expression. She was a rather independent girl.

 meal. Instead, he sat on the sofa and read

he said, “Are you going to Warlyn Building to

 you know?” Sherlyn held her bag in her

 checked your schedule. Let‘s go.

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

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

 thank you,

mountains. It would take at

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

 that she began to bow again. She looked

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