Chapter 113: So It's Inheritance

Cherish Turner thought he was worrying about her wound, so she quickly shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt. You see, I can fight so well and take a beating, which means I'm not that fragile, haha..."

William Griffith laughed when he heard her, she indeed was good at fighting.

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Cherish finished her shower and came out in her pajamas, never expecting William to be so attentive. She didn't even know when this area had been quietly renovated, that there was a door in her room smashed by someone, and she didn't notice it at all.

It seemed like now, her underwear and pajamas were all new, and the sizes fit just right.

How did he know her size? Had he measured her?

Thinking of these things, Cherish's face turned red.

She came out with a pinch, and William Griffith had already brought something out from the kitchen.

"It smells so good!" It was the smell of chicken soup, which was different from the kind sold outside just by smelling it.