{"id":1998,"date":"2026-09-28T21:46:00","date_gmt":"2026-09-28T21:46:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/wolf-president-hooks-up-595\/"},"modified":"2026-09-28T21:46:00","modified_gmt":"2026-09-28T21:46:00","slug":"wolf-president-hooks-up-595","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/wolf-president-hooks-up-595\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 595"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter 598<br \/>\nWolf President Hooks Up novel Chapter 598<\/p>\n<p>Timothy curled up his thin lips. \u201cOtherwise, I would have tossed you out of my car and knocked you over.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHuh?\u201d How ruthless he was!<\/p>\n<p>He had no mercy on his maid at all.<\/p>\n<p>Timothy distanced himself from Rylee and sat upright. Staring to the front, he snickered and said indifferently, \u201cWhat do you expect?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Rylee hadn\u2019t come back to her senses yet. After a while, she looked up at his handsome side face. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Timothy turned around calmly and gazed at Rylee. The latter couldn\u2019t tell what was in his mind at all. He asked, \u201cI\u2019m asking you what you are fancying now.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cFancying?\u201d Rylee bit her bottom lip.<\/p>\n<p>She wondered if Timothy could read her mind. How did he know she had imagined some erotic scenes about him just now!<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo. I\u2019m not fancying. I\u2019m not thinking about anything now.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Rylee refused to admit it.<\/p>\n<p>If he knew she had thought about the detail of the French kiss with him, he would mock her to death.<\/p>\n<p>Timothy smiled faintly, and his eyes were twinkling. \u201cReally? Why is your face so red?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cReally?\u201d Rylee was shocked, stroking her cheek.<\/p>\n<p>Her blushed cheeks had ratted her out.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh&#8230; Hahaha&#8230; The temperature in this car is too hot. My face turned red because of the high temperature. What\u2019s so surprising about it?\u201d Rylee made an excuse at random.<\/p>\n<p>She pressed down the car window and exhaled.<\/p>\n<p>It was like walking on tenterhooks when being with Timothy.<\/p>\n<p>He was way too intelligent, as if he could see through her mind.<\/p>\n<p>Timothy cast a secret glance at Rylee and snickered.<\/p>\n<p>He wondered if Rylee had a crush on him already.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Sooner or later, your heart will completely belong to me,\u201d his inner voice said.<\/p>\n<p>When they arrived at Doctor Taylor&#8217;s place, Timothy carried Rylee out of the car and went upstairs.<\/p>\n<p>Rylee shushed obediently this time.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, she didn\u2019t need to walk, so she let him carry her.<\/p>\n<p>She felt a bit embarrassed, though, as he was carrying her like carrying a puppy.<\/p>\n<p>It seemed that she was no different from a puppy.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTaylor, please check on her arm.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Timothy walked in, kicked a door open, and put Rylee onto a bed.<\/p>\n<p>An old man wearing glasses who was reading a book turned his chair around slowly. He looked at Timothy and then at Rylee. He asked, \u201cIs she your girlfriend?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He couldn\u2019t believe what he had seen. Timothy carried a woman personally into his clinic with an edgy look.<\/p>\n<p>Timothy bit his bottom lip and didn\u2019t answer. Rylee answered hurriedly, \u201cNo, Old Papa. I\u2019m his maid.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She didn\u2019t tell the old man that she was his personal maid. It was a bit embarrassing.<\/p>\n<p>How personal a maid could be? At least she hadn\u2019t been clinging to his body.<\/p>\n<p>Timothy\u2019s face darkened.<\/p>\n<p>It seemed Rylee couldn\u2019t wait to draw a demarcation line with him.<\/p>\n<p>He coughed. \u201cTaylor, hurry. Please check up on her.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Right after finishing his words, Timothy suddenly recalled something. Glaring at Rylee, he asked, \u201cWait. Why do you call him Old Papa when I call him by his name?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Rylee rubbed her nose. Acting like an obedient child, she muffled, \u201cYou are my elder. You called him by his name, but I mustn&#8217;t call him that way. It was rude.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Timothy was so pissed. He raised his voice. \u201cDidn\u2019t I tell you I was not your elder?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAre you seeing a doctor here? If not, you\u2019d better fight outside.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Taylor\u2019s words shushed them.<\/p>\n<p>Timothy glared at Rylee. The latter made a face to him as usual. Timothy looked over at Taylor and said, \u201cTaylor, her arm was smashed by a lamp. I\u2019m afraid there will be a scar in the future. Do you have any method to cure her fast without leaving a scar?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Taylor answered gruffly, \u201cIt was her arm that was injured, why did you have to carry her to the bed? Were her legs hurt too?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Timothy\u2019s face darkened.<\/p>\n<p>Rylee was so delighted. Clapping her hand, she said with a smile, \u201cOld Papa, I agree. For such a short-tempered guy, you should teach him a lesson more often.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>As soon as she clapped, the wound on her left arm was stretched. She frowned and gasped in pain.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t move. You are injured. Bad girl.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Timothy frowned and walked over, pressing at her acupoint again.<\/p>\n<p>Taylor looked up and took a glance. He asked, &#8220;Did you keep transmitting your internal power into her?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Timothy frowned. After a while, he hummed as a yes.<\/p>\n<p>Taylor raised his eyebrows. \u201cI see. This girl is so lucky.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Timothy looked a bit exhausted and said, \u201cPull over.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The car was parked on the roadside.<\/p>\n<p>Timothy got down and took a few steps. Then he walked back, pulled the door open, and looked at Rylee. \u201cDon\u2019t be lazy. You must drink the herbal soup twice a day. You can\u2019t skip any.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Rylee nodded. \u201cI got it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Timothy nodded and got in another car.<\/p>\n<p>Rylee turned around, watching Timothy get in. The car headed in another direction.<\/p>\n<p>She heaved a sigh.<\/p>\n<p>Timothy got down, so she was supposed to feel delighted, wasn\u2019t she? Once he had gone, she wouldn\u2019t be on the tenterhook anymore\u2026right?<\/p>\n<p>However&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>She felt so depressed.<\/p>\n<p>She wondered what had happened to her.<\/p>\n<p>How strange!<\/p>\n<p>Timothy drove to Casa Feliz.<\/p>\n<p>It was a villa that he used to stay in the past.<\/p>\n<p>As soon as his car was pulled over and Timothy got down before he could keep his balance yet, a girl ran out of the villa. She smiled brightly and threw herself into Timothy\u2019s arms, hugging him tightly.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTimothy! Why are you so late? I\u2019ve been waiting for you for a long time!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Timothy gave a small smile, looking so charming. His eyes twinkled. Releasing the girl, he rubbed her hair. \u201cFelicia, why didn\u2019t you message me before you came back. I could pick you up.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The girl called Felicia Schultz tilted her head and said joyfully, \u201cI just wanted to give you a surprise. Aren\u2019t you surprised?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSurprise? I\u2019m afraid you\u2019ll be in danger when coming here alone.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGee! How dangerous could it be? I\u2019m a good fighter. No one could kidnap me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Felicia took Timothy\u2019s arm, playing cute. \u201cTimothy! Timothy, I haven\u2019t seen you for ages. Won&#8217;t you give me a kiss?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Timothy inhaled helplessly. He bent over and pecked on her cheek.<\/p>\n<p>Felicia immediately grinned and wrapped her arms around his neck. Instead of letting him stand upright, she hopped up, pouted, and pecked on Timothy\u2019s lips quickly.<\/p>\n<p>Timothy frowned, putting down her arms. He said flatly, \u201cHey, what were you doing? Get in.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She held Timothy\u2019s waist from his back. \u201cNo way. Timothy, carry me on your back. Just like when we were in America, I want you to carry me on your back.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-1998","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/1998","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1998"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}