Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 75 Come Here

“At a time like this, who cares about being gentle?” James cursed angrily before snatching the bottled water and forcing Kristie to drink it.

He was being too aggressive, causing Kristie to choke and cough. Water overflowed from her lips to her chin.

“Hey! James, take it easy.” Cillian’s heart was hanging by a thread, and he stammered, “She’s Mr. Faymon’s favorite. We can’t afford to mess up.”

James sneered.

If she’s Mr. Faymon’s favorite, why would he look for another woman?

Once he was sure that Kristie had swallowed the medicine, James tossed her back into the bathtub. She slid into the water clumsily, startling Cillian, who sprang to carry her out.

“Khaff, khaff…” Kristie struggled to catch her breath. Her body was wet all over, and her eyes, though half-opened, lacked focus.

She continued to mumble softly, and it was apparent that she was suffering.

“Wait three minutes and monitor her situation.” James removed the black woolen cap on his head, revealing his messy short hair. In these few hours, he had been busy running around to get things settled.

Cillian asked, “Is that possible? Can these medicines take effect in just three minutes?”

“I sure hope so,” James said. He brought back the medicines from school a while ago but never used them. Now he had to try them all on Kristie. “If the medicines don’t work…”

“Then what do we do?” Cillian abruptly asked.

James gave him a sidelong glance and sneered, “Then you’ll have to do something about it!”

“Me? F*ck off!” Cillian stammered, quickly placing Kristie back in the bathtub. Obviously, he wanted nothing to do with her. “No, no, I’m still too young for this.”

“Stop pretending!” James sneered. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to.”

She’s one of Mr. Faymon’s women. I will never even think about it. Besides, you don’t know Ms. Winton well. If she finds out that I did anything to her, she will probably come at me with a knife. Didn’t you say that Mr. Faymon was with another woman? What does she look like?” Cillian jumped to a different topic, obviously interested. “Is she local? Or

didn’t go in, so how would I know?”

a shame,” replied Cillian disappointedly. “I was hoping you

gossip about Mr. Faymon’s matters. If I inadvertently

then shrugged

was a commotion coming

hands were tied up, was squirming aggressively in the bathtub. At the same time,

be precise, she

and she seemed to be on the verge of

and gentle, like

James, however, was not affected

about you.” Cillian nudged James playfully. “I

kneed him in the

in pain. Agonized, he bent over his waist and lamented, “James, you’ve gone too far. This

since you’re

the edge of the bathtub, stared at James pitifully. It was as if she

her head upward and gazed at him like a

with

He grabbed a handful of hair at the back of her head and pushed her harshly into the water. Kristie struggled to breathe, but

down in his head,

her face was still bright red, James pushed her head back into the

rushed over, panicked and flustered. “Do you want to drown her alive? Let go of her

gave him a sidelong glance.

his face exuded strength and coldness. His thick eyebrows matched his narrow, elongated eyes. When he narrowed his eyes,

of the water

few times. In the end, Kristie’s face turned pale, and her temperature dropped. It appeared that the medicine

of the water, untied her, and carried her out of the bathroom. “Go find Mr. Tylinski and ask him for two

Cillian scratched his