His Precious Love

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.”

“Come on. 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 is it Ms. Garland?”

in, so how would I know?” James rolled his

Cillian disappointedly. “I was hoping you

If I inadvertently

shrugged

commotion coming from

the same time, she was mumbling about the heat as she pitifully

precise, she was staring at

she seemed to be on the verge of tears. “Come and cuddle with

and gentle, like sweet,

embarrassment. James, however, was not

cannot forget about you.” Cillian

viciously kneed him

he bent over his waist

since you’re asking

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

tilted her head upward and gazed at him like a tiny kitten. “I

hell with your

and pushed her harshly into the water. Kristie struggled to breathe, but the

his head,

still bright red, James pushed her head back into the water again after she had caught

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

sidelong glance.

was young, the look on his face exuded strength and coldness. His thick eyebrows matched his narrow, elongated eyes. When he narrowed his eyes, they radiated gruesome killing intent. Terrified, Cillian retracted his outstretched hand and

her head out of the water and then pushed it back

turned pale, and her temperature

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

scratched his head

drown Kristie, but it turned out that wasn’t the case. Judging from the look on Kristie’s face, he believed she must have

of James. He’s