Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 184: Behaving Like a Kid

"I'll heat it up in the microwave for you, okay?"

"Oh, please, just eat something. Okay?"

Emmett curls his thin lips into a light smile and snorts.

Elaine immediately rushes to the microwave and puts the lunch box in.

Only then does Emmett have a cunning smile.

Hmph! Oliver, you think you’re the only one who knows how to play with a woman's heart?

I can do this either!

Although it is disgraceful to gain a woman's sympathy in this way, it is not a big deal using this trick occasionally to win Oliver.

Elaine takes out the reheated rice carefully from the microwave and brings it to Emmett.

"Mr. Smith, hurry up and eat. It's hot and delicious. Here, give you a spoon."

Elaine Jones puts the lunch box on the table, then passes him a clean spoon.

Emmett Smith rolls his eyes at her and shuts them again, not wanting to take the spoon.

He doesn't want to eat, nor take the spoon.

Elaine pouts and glances at Emmett, feeling anxious looking at the hot rice.

"Mr. Smith..."

"Unless you feed me."

Emmett says faintly.

"Huh? Feeding you?"

Elaine is stunned.

He is not a child anymore, why should he be fed?

Besides, a strong and mighty man like him suddenly behaving like a child... is indeed unbearable.

"Mr. Smith, get up. Eat it while still hot. Hurry up."

"I said unless you feed me."

"It's not like you have lost your hands, so why do you want me to feed you?"

Elaine does not dare to tell him that anyone who wants her to feed must call her auntie.

"Elaine, can you be a little more aware?"

Emmett sits up and stares at Elaine.

"As my assistant, you are supposed to have lunch at the office today sharing weal and woe with your boss.

But look what you have done! You went out by yourself and betrayed your boss for a gourmet meal."

"Furthermore, being my girlfriend, you not only sneak out, but you also meet with another man. You have caused me feeling bad and having no appetite. So shouldn't you do something to make up to me?"

Elaine lowers her head while holding the spoon. She feels pity being reproved by Emmett.

Emmett knows that he has tamed her, so he lowers his tone and says, "It seems that you don't really care about me. Does it still matter whether I eat this meal or not? Get out."

his lunch, scooping up a spoonful and sends it to Emmett's mouth. "Alright, alright. It's my fault. Hurry up

his laughter and slowly

leaning back comfortably. He

like a baby spoonful by spoonful.

eyebrows

and quickly asks,

on his stomach with one hand and

"Huh? A stomachache?"

not knowing what to do, "What should we do? Do you have any antacid for a

strokes Elaine's hair and says softly, "I don't have any stomach disease previously. Isn't it because of you... getting on my

...

looks deeply into

surrenders.

be so serious. I'll ask you for a

his

call 120? Then it would be busy for the medical personnel for

better if you rub your hands warm over

I'll rub

towards both hands and starts rubbing

over-serious look makes Emmett want to

so cute that she takes

hands by rubbing them. Then she pulls up his

Emmett's body tremors!

warm hands are covering his

about

soft body leans against Emmett with her sparkling

"How is it?"

is spaced

is stunned by Elaine's action of

your stomach is feeling better. Does it work? Does your

a bit better, but it still hurts a

rub it

back her little hands and starts

feels dazed looking at Elaine

can he hurt such a girl?

her small

moment. He wraps his arm around Elaine's waist while

Elaine is confused.

Huh? Why Kissing?

he still

middle of the treatment... Why does

light, soft,

he stops kissing and his deep eyes looking at

allured by the deep-set eyes of his.

...

so beautiful as if they speak to

Emmett's stomach. The two of them are just staring

is such a beautiful

Boom!

office door is pushed open

is shocked and trembles all

is pissed off as he

crucial time, who the heck is

observes the one coming in, he

It is... Juliana!

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