Wolf President Hooks Up novel Chapter 649

“The only thing that I am afraid of is that you, the king of ‘war’, actually fell in love with a woman. God, that is absolutely unbearable! Are you going to have sex with only one woman for the rest of your whole life?”

Timothy irritably pushed the nagging Kenneth away and muttered a curse, “You can’t understand! Stay away from me!”

Glaring at Timothy with eyes widened, Kenneth panted angrily with arms akimbo.

At this time, a beauty came over to Timothy, coquettishly giggling, suddenly put her arms around his arm, and said flirtingly, “I am Ruth, the daughter of the French President… president Wheeler…”

Before she finished her words, Timothy shrugged her away fiercely to the ground two meters away, which made her underwear exposed.

“Oh! What have you done!”

The woman cried out in shame.

Timothy slightly brushed the dust from his sleeves, and said coldly, “Don’t touch me when you speak. You are dirty!”

The woman turned extremely angry.

Before she lost her temper, Armand, at the signal of Timothy, immediately sent several men to drag the woman out.

“Our boss doesn’t want to see you again, show yourself out and disappear now.”

Watching from the side, Kenneth gnashed out a few words angrily, “Boss! Why are you so cruel to that beauty? She just touched your arm. If you don’t want her, let me have her. She indeed has big boots.”

Timothy threw a disdain glance at Kenneth, and said, “Useless!”

The next morning, Rylee went downstairs to the living room quite early.

Daphne Carroll just got up. Sitting downstairs, when she saw Rylee coming down, she said in shock, “Why do you have swollen eyes?”

“It is none of your business! Mind your own ones!” being in her bad mood, Rylee shouted back angrily and went out without hesitation.

Daphne Carroll widened her mouth and murmured to herself while combing her hair, “Horrible!”

When Rylee rode to the school gate, she saw a luxury car parking there, which is quite familiar to her.

The car door opened suddenly and Timothy got off from it. His big sunglasses covered his marvelous face.

“Why are you here?”

It was only half past seven. Mr. Wheeler was indeed an early bird.

Moreover, he was really that leisure to come here in these two consecutive mornings.

Was he not busy?

“Well, I just want to have a look at you.”

Timothy said in a gentle tone.

Rylee nodded, still being in a bad mood, she asked casually, “Have you had your breakfast yet?”

Timothy raised his eyebrows, “Not yet.”

“Me neither. Well then, my treat.”

A slight smile appeared on Timothy’s face, “Well, your treat.”

Rylee regretted her invitation instantly. She puffed up her cute face and said annoyedly, “Don’t you feel shameful? You are much richer than me and you still want my treat! You should know that you can’t have a feast if you eat with me. I can give you nothing but just a plate of bread and a glass of milk.”

Timothy nodded and said, “That will be fine. I am not a picky eater.”

Armand secretly pouted.

He was not a picky eater?

Indeed, only when he was with Rylee.

“Armand, park Rylee’s bike and I will take her to breakfast.”

“Yes, boss.”

Armand responded and took over Rylee’s bike.

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Rylee frowned, “Why should we drive to have breakfast? Why can’t we have it nearby? There is exactly a breakfast shop opposite the school.”

Armand was startled and began to cough hard.

That shabby shop opposite the school? Of course, that is not a place for a gang’s leader to go.

Little foolish girl!

“I will drive you to a quiet place where you can have your bread and milk. How about that?”

Rylee pouted and said angrily, “Humph! You are so excited about my treat. Are you going to empty my purse?”

Timothy slightly caressed Rylee’s nose and said, “You are right. Let’s go.”

Signing, Rylee got into the car in a much better mood while “lamenting” her purse.

Timothy drove the car himself while all of his bodyguards were driving after him.

Timothy took a few glanced at Rylee’s face while driving.

Her eyes were swollen, which meant that she had cried last night.

Timothy drove to the beach and stopped at a restaurant.

Inside were only a few people, so Timothy didn’t demand his men to vacate it. He accompanied Rylee to a table by the window.

They ordered some bread and milk.

Did she mean…

Did “the one” mean Manfred?

Did she truly love Manfred?

Timothy secretly clenched his fist firmly.

Rylee went into her monologue, “You know Manfred, right?”

Timothy slightly puckered up his lips and nodded.

“He once said to me that he loved me and he would marry me when I grow up. I believed him. What’s more, he used to be the only one who could let me feel family warmth in that ruthless and cold home. Sometimes I am confused about whether I have treated him as my mum whom I can depend on. I don’t know whether I fall in love with him, but I do want to be with him for the rest of my whole life just as to be with my mum and keep that motherly warmth he gave me forever.”

Timothy grew paler and paler as she spoke.

Was it a ridiculous torture for a man to listen to his beloved girl talking about her beloved man?

“But yesterday I was suddenly told the news that he was going to be engaged to Caroline!” Rylee became agitated, “I once asked him whether he would be engaged to her, and he said no firmly at that time. It was quite unexpected that… he did say yes to this affair yesterday evening.”

Rylee signed sadly and turned to watch the sea, “I thought I had found the one who could warm me, but he was going to leave me alone. And now, I am alone again.”

Timothy grabbed her little cold hands instantly and wanted to comfort her that everything would be all right since she still had him.

However…

It seemed that saying these words at that time was a bit suspicious of taking advantage of her sadness.

Rylee looked at Timothy in a confused manner.

Timothy opened his mouth and said, “If nothing can be changed now, I want you to learn to forget. Manfred is not the only gentleman in the world and you still can choose someone else.”

“Rylee nodded sadly, “Isn’t it that my love is dying now before it could blossom and yield a fruit? It is annoying!”

Timothy looked down at the table and said seriously, “Does it mean that Manfred is not the one for you and the warmth that really belongs to is waiting for you elsewhere?”

Like me, I am always here watching and waiting for you.

Rylee raised her eyebrows and squeezed a bitter smile, “I hope so. I can’t commit suicide only because a man doesn’t want me, right? I must find a boyfriend who is hundreds of thousands of times better than Manfred and can beat him in every possible aspect so that he will regret his choice!”

Timothy signed secretly.

It was obvious that this girl did have some affection towards Manfred.

This recognition upset him very much.

He was now jealous, anxious and helpless.

Rylee was driven back to school by Timothy when something suddenly occurred to her, “Oh, how time flies! It is Friday again! Should I go to work at your place?”