Ex husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 260

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

 looked at

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 actually questioned by his most beloved woman after a

 his pride was

 surface of a lake suddenly had monstrous

 chest was boiling as he

 the

will show you again if

“Orin!”

struggled to no

of them greatly regretted

 the fragrance of

was the smell

cooking

washed up, and changed into a suit. Then he slowly went

 of the kitchen. The dining table was filled with

 two bowls of shredded chicken porridge, and when

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

the table and pulled the seat for him. “I don‘t know if my cooking suits your taste.

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

 looking at Sherlyn‘s innocent smile, le strode over

 sticky, and the

have to do this. If you want to stay here for a while longer, I can arrange for two servants to take care of

slightly shocked, her face full of flattery. “No need, Mr. McGraw. I have disturbed you by staying here. I am

and determined expression. She was a rather independent girl.

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

he said, “Are you going to Warlyn Building to shoot for the front

 know?” Sherlyn held her bag in her hand and

 checked

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

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

 you, Mr.

surrounding the mountains. It would take

 bowed to Russell again. “Thank you for sending me off, Mr. McGraw. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I‘ll cook dinner for you in

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

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