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?”

so how would I know?” James rolled his

disappointedly. “I was hoping you could tell

dare gossip about Mr. Faymon’s matters. If I inadvertently offend someone, I would be found dead even

then shrugged

there was a commotion coming from the

up, was squirming aggressively in the bathtub. At the same time, she was mumbling

precise, she was staring

sniffed. Her eyes were visibly red, and she seemed

and gentle, like

in embarrassment. James, however, was not affected as he remained

state, Ms. Winton still cannot forget about you.” Cillian nudged James playfully. “I think she likes

viciously kneed him in

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

shut your mouth for you since you’re asking for a

James pitifully. It was as if she

and gazed at him like a tiny kitten. “I want

with your

back of her head and pushed her harshly into the

in his head, he pulled her

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

panicked and flustered. “Do you

gave him a sidelong glance.

coldness. His thick eyebrows matched his narrow, elongated eyes. When he narrowed his eyes, they radiated gruesome killing intent. Terrified, Cillian retracted his outstretched

the water and then pushed it back in

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

and carried her out of the bathroom. “Go find

scratched

going to drown Kristie, but it turned out that wasn’t the case.

of James.