His Precious Love novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175 The Past Of Kristie

James shot her an indifferent look. “No, thanks.”

“Why are you so wary of me? What do you think I’ll do to you?” Kristie grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Jeez, it’s not like I’m going to do anything to you.

Back when they were staying at the condominium, James had always watched over Kristie when she slept. However, at that time, she was wearing pajamas, unlike now.

Under such circumstances, he couldn’t help but peek at her.

Even though he knew he shouldn’t do so, he couldn’t control himself.

“What’s with the injury on your lower back?” James asked casually to distract himself.

Kristie froze for a split second when she heard his question. The look in her eyes changed. Then she pointed at his face and yelled, “You perv! How do you know I have an injury on my lower back?”

James cleared his throat, feeling helpless. “I accidentally saw it just now.”

“But you did see it! I don’t care! You have to be responsible for me!” Kristie pouted as she lifted her head to stare at him.

“What exactly happened?” James asked again, pretending not to hear what she had said.

“It’s just an old injury.” Kristie, lying in the bathtub, replied in feigned nonchalance. “All thanks to that injury, I’m living a good life now.”

James sensed something was wrong with her. However, he didn’t want to question her further to make her uncomfortable. “Enjoy your bath,” he responded instead.

Kristie shot him a look. “I know it was stated in my profile that I have a good family background, but it was all forged by Curt. I don’t even know my mom’s identity. The only thing that I know is that my dad is a pimp.”

James pursed his lips. He didn’t expect Kristie to have a backstory like that.

“That man had affairs with different women and impregnated them. If they give birth to a baby boy, he’ll sell the boy. If it’s a baby girl, he’ll put her in a barbershop and find someone to raise them, and then they’ll have to work and earn money for him when they grow up,” Kristie shared. “Because I was pretty, he thought it’d be a waste for me to stay in the barbershop. So he sold me to DM Premium Club for one million on my seventh birthday…”

Those painful memories from her past flooded her mind. It was as though someone had ripped her wound apart, and she could barely hold herself together.

James couldn’t bear to see her recalling her painful past. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” he uttered in a deep voice.

Kristie shut her eyes and went on, “The boss of the club thought I’d look even prettier when I grew up, so he sent me to school and had me learn different musical instruments until I was thirteen.”

On her thirteenth birthday, the boss of DM found a buyer, and they were willing to pay ten million to buy Kristie out.

She knew if she were to be bought out, she would become nothing more than a toy, and her life would be ruined. She would rather die than become a man’s toy.

“I initially wanted to burn the club down, but the buyer had something to do and didn’t show up that day.” Kristie still had lingering fears whenever she thought about what had happened that night. “Then my savior was here. When I was heading back, I saw a few people coming into the club and going to the private room on the third floor to discuss business. That was the first time I met Curt. At first glance, I was certain he’d be able to save me, so I followed them.”

At that time, she just wanted to find a chance to approach Curtis. She was even willing to sell herself to him if he could save her. However, never had she expected that she would run into an accident.

Curtis had only brought a man with him that day. When his man went out to answer his call, only Curtis, Kristie, and four men from the other party were left in the room. Just as one of the men was talking, he swiftly pulled out a knife and charged toward Curtis.

At that moment, Kristie was pouring liquor for Curtis at the side. She didn’t know what she was thinking, but when she saw the man charge toward Curtis with a knife in his hand, she pounced on Curtis.