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?”

would I know?” James

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

matters. If I inadvertently offend someone, I would be found dead even before

then shrugged

was a commotion

the bathtub. At the same time, she was mumbling about the heat as she pitifully

be precise, she was staring

eyes were visibly red, and she seemed to be on the verge

soft and gentle, like sweet,

James, however, was not affected

Ms. Winton still cannot forget about

kneed him in the

pain. Agonized, he bent over his waist

mouth for you since you’re asking for a beating!” James smirked

of the bathtub, stared at James pitifully. It was as if she was expecting James to do something. Irritated, James

at him

with your

her head and pushed her harshly into the water. Kristie struggled

his head, he pulled her out

was coughing violently. As her face was still bright red, James pushed her head back into the water again after she had caught her

rushed over, panicked and flustered. “Do you want to drown her

gave him a sidelong glance. “Shut

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 took two steps

of the water and then pushed it back in

did this a few times. In the end, Kristie’s face turned pale, and her

her out of the bathroom. “Go find Mr. Tylinski and ask him for two sets of

scratched his head in

it turned out that wasn’t the case. Judging from the look on Kristie’s

of James. He’s