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.”

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

how would I know?” James

a shame,” replied Cillian disappointedly. “I was hoping you could tell me something

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

then shrugged

a commotion

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

she was staring

she seemed to be on the

voice was soft and gentle, like sweet, honey-covered

however, was not affected as

forget about you.” Cillian nudged James playfully. “I think

James viciously kneed him in

pain. Agonized, he bent over his waist and

since you’re asking

of the bathtub, stared at James pitifully. It was as if she was expecting James to do something.

upward and gazed at him like a

hell with your

handful of hair at the back of her head and pushed her harshly into

head, he pulled her

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

and flustered. “Do you want

him a sidelong glance. “Shut your mouth. Do you

young, 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

head out of the water and

turned pale, and her temperature dropped. It appeared that the medicine

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