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?”

how would I

replied Cillian disappointedly. “I was hoping you could

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

then shrugged his

commotion coming

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

she was staring

well.” Kristie sniffed. Her eyes were visibly red, and she seemed to be on the verge of tears. “Come and

voice was soft and gentle, like

this, Cillian blushed in embarrassment. James, however, was not affected as he

still cannot forget about you.” Cillian nudged James

viciously kneed him in the

his face in pain. Agonized, he bent over his waist and lamented, “James,

mouth for you since you’re

as if she was expecting James to do

at him like a tiny kitten. “I

with

head and pushed her

counting down in his head, he

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

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

gave him a sidelong glance.

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 took two steps

lifted her head out of the water and then

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

her out of the bathroom. “Go find Mr.

Cillian scratched his head

was going to drown Kristie, but it turned out that wasn’t

of James.