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

replied Cillian disappointedly. “I was hoping you could tell me

Faymon’s matters. If I inadvertently offend someone, I would

shrugged his

was a commotion coming from the

were tied up, was squirming aggressively in the bathtub. At the same time, she was mumbling about the heat as she

be precise, she was staring at

were visibly red, and she seemed to be on

voice was soft and gentle,

James, however, was not affected

state, Ms. Winton still cannot forget about

response, James viciously kneed him in

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

mouth for you since you’re

was as if she was expecting James to do something. Irritated, James furiously threw the mineral water bottle aside before walking over to

upward and gazed at him like a tiny kitten.

hell with

of hair at the back of her head and pushed her harshly into the water. Kristie

in his head, he pulled her out of

was coughing violently. As her face was still bright red, James pushed her head back into the

you gone mad?” Cillian rushed over, panicked and flustered.

sidelong glance. “Shut your mouth. Do

matched his narrow, elongated eyes. When he narrowed his eyes, they radiated gruesome killing intent. Terrified, Cillian retracted

her head out of the water and then pushed

Kristie’s face turned pale, and her temperature

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

okay.” Cillian scratched his

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

expected of James. He’s