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

replied Cillian disappointedly. “I was hoping you

I inadvertently offend someone, I would be found

then shrugged his

was a commotion coming from

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

be precise, she was

well.” Kristie sniffed. Her eyes were visibly red, and she seemed to be on

voice was soft and gentle,

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

such a state, Ms. Winton still cannot forget about

viciously kneed

he bent over his waist and lamented, “James,

you’re asking for a beating!” James smirked

as if she was expecting James to do something.

at him like a tiny kitten. “I

hell with your

to swell. He grabbed a handful of hair at the back of her head and pushed her harshly into the water. Kristie

silently counting down in his head, he pulled her out of the

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

James, have you gone mad?” Cillian rushed over, panicked and

sidelong glance. “Shut your mouth.

narrow, elongated eyes.

of the water and then pushed it back in

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

her out of the bathroom. “Go find Mr. Tylinski and

scratched

Kristie, but it turned out that wasn’t the case. Judging from the look

of