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?”

didn’t go in, so how would I know?” James rolled

was

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

then shrugged

commotion coming from the

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

precise, she was

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

soft and gentle,

blushed in embarrassment. James, however, was not

about you.” Cillian

kneed him in the

bent over his waist and lamented, “James, you’ve gone too

you since you’re

James pitifully. It was as if she was expecting James to do something. Irritated, James furiously

and gazed at him like a

hell with your

temper began to swell. He grabbed a handful of hair at the back of her head and pushed her harshly into the water. Kristie struggled to breathe, but the man’s arms remained

silently counting down in his head, he pulled

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

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

sidelong glance. “Shut your mouth.

the look on his face exuded strength and coldness. His thick eyebrows matched his narrow, elongated eyes.

the water

her temperature dropped.

her out of

scratched

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

expected of