Wolf President Hooks Up

Rylee Carroll's eyelids twitched fiercely, and she turned to see Manfred Shawn in a panic.

Manfred said embarrassedly, “I'm being pushy again, am I? I just can't help wanting an answer from you. Anyway, this is my wish.”

Without saying anything, Rylee dug a spoonful of dessert and put it in her mouth.

But she thought to herself, “Manfred, I can't refuse your kindness, because it feels like my mom. I don't want to give it up.”

The atmosphere was inexplicably heartwarming.

Suddenly, Rylee's phone rang, which gave her a start.

Rylee hurriedly picked up the phone and saw that it was Timothy calling.

Why did Mr. Wheeler call her in the late night?

Rylee quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and cleared her throat. Then she answered the phone, “Hello?”

Timothy's clear and impassive voice came through immediately, “Are you sleeping?”

Rylee glanced at Manfred over there, slightly flustered, and replied, “Not yet.”

“Have you made the herbal soup?”

“Huh? Herbal soup?”

If not for Timothy’s reminder, Rylee would completely forget about the medicine.

Rylee held the phone and looked around to find it.

Manfred understood what she was doing, and helped her look for it. Eventually, they found it at the entrance of the door.

“What? Haven't you boiled it yet?” Timothy narrowed his eyes and raised his tone.

“Oh! Of course! Ha-ha! Of course I have boiled it!” Rylee quickly denied in fright.

While talking, she shook her head vividly, as if Timothy over the phone could see her shaking her head.

“Is it too bitter and hard to swallow, so you didn't drink it all?”

“How…how can that be? I've drunk it all. It can help me recover, so I don't mind it's bitter. Don't worry, I have drunk it all without leaving a single drop!”

Why did she feel that the medicine is Timothy's most favorite patented product? As if it will be a huge offense to him if she did not drink it.

Damn, even taking medicine can be dangerous.

haven’t drink it yet. I warn you that you will bear serious consequences if you don’t drink

like a commander who

know, I know, I'll definitely drink it all. I'll warm it up if it's cold. I know that. You don't need to keep

secretly, “Just drink the medicine and get recovered so that

her lips. Hum, she already knew that this guy didn't

capitalist, Mr.

caring about his employee. I will get well as soon as possible, and will not cause you

to say something, but he then heard Felicia’s voice from outside. He had to end this conversation hurriedly, “I am glad that you are aware of it. I’ll supervise you to take the medicine. Get some sleep. You can take a break tomorrow, and you

could get a paid leave, she was joyful again. Squinting her swollen eyes, she cheered, “You are so great, boss. Thank you

lips curling up

as the call was hung up, the door was opened and Felicia ran in. Staring at Timothy curiously, Felicia questioned him, “Timothy, I called you several times and you didn’t answer

and tender little

over the phone, but he changed the subject and said, “Didn’t you say that you want to make me a pizza? Are you finished with

and protested, “You don't trust me? I am not so useless! I am not bragging. The pizza tasted really delicious. Hurry up. Go down and try Chef

took Timothy's hand and ran out

quietly stuffed his phone

from Timothy, all the haze and sadness disappeared. She gobbled down the dessert and took a gulp of milk tea. Feeling satisfied with the food, she sighed at Manfred, “Sometimes, someone

little pink face and couldn't help

Rylee shout out Timothy’s name

furrowed his

you

say. I was riding my bike that

listened and couldn't help

she probably didn't even notice that she could be so

it be... or maybe that Timothy can give Rylee the

I became the poor little maid of a gang leader!” Rylee finished speaking, with her

“When this girl recalled the past, her expression didn’t show any sense of sadness? On the contrary, she was

anxiety in his heart, comforting himself that Rylee didn't have feelings for Timothy at all. In Rylee's eyes, Timothy was nothing more than her creditor and

That's it.

the story is over. I should go to make you the herbal soup. Didn’t you say

I don't take it on time, I guess Mr. Wheeler will

I'll boil the medicine for you.

happily,

a sigh, “How I wish I could do this for you for the rest of my life when

turned her eyes away. Fearing to make Manfred misunderstand her, she fixed

...

and sat down, “Don't be too surprised, your Felicia

and the servant immediately brought in a

capable since childhood, and whatever you

for my dear Timothy for life. Of course I have to start working hard since I