Chapter 300 - 308: Betraying a Friend

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Chapter 300: Chapter 308: Betraying a Friend"Ah!" Gina Lopez suddenly exclaimed, then quickly bent down. Sunny Nguyen, who was next to her, asked anxiously, "What’s wrong?" A pained expression appeared on Gina Lopez’s face as she said, "I got pricked on my foot." Sunny Nguyen quickly supported her, helping her lift her right foot halfway up. Gina’s foot was all muddy, but a thread of fresh blood was now seeping from the center of her foot. "Ah, it’s bleeding." Sunny Nguyen, seeing the blood, also panicked, and shouted out loud. James Brown and a few others immediately surrounded them. Seeing the wound on her foot, Emily Lopez’s eyes quickly shifted and she exclaimed loudly, "This is bad, really bad. It must be a deep puncture. The wound needs to be treated immediately." Everyone agreed, each showing great concern. After all, Gina was the boss, and as company workers, it was natural for them to show sufficient concern for their boss in such situations. "Sis... James Brown, you should quickly carry my sister to a hospital for treatment." Emily Lopez almost called out "Brother-in-law" again, but managed to change her wording just in time. Gina Lopez hurriedly said, "It’s nothing serious, shouldn’t be that bad." Emily Lopez immediately replied, "How can it not be serious? You’re bleeding. Who knows how deep it is, plus there’s all this mud, it’s even more prone to infection." "Exactly, Mr. Lopez, you should get the wound treated quickly. There are a lot of bacteria in the mud; it can easily get infected." "Yes, Mr. Lopez, we’ll accompany you." Seeing everyone say so, Gina started to worry a bit, hesitated for a moment, then said, "Alright then, but Sandra, you come back with me." Emily Lopez immediately retorted, "How can that work? It took me so long to come out and have fun. I’m not going with you. Let... James Brown go with you. He’s strong, perfect for carrying you." At that moment, Sunny Nguyen chimed in, "Yes, let James do it." After a moment of hesitation, Gina nodded and said, "Okay, I’ll go get it treated first and then come back. Everyone should continue to have fun." "Don’t worry," Sunny Nguyen quickly said, "Leave it to me." Then she winked at Gina. Gina knew what Sunny meant by this; it was to give her and James Brown more of a chance to be alone. However, the eagerness with which Emily was making James accompany her was somewhat confusing to Gina. Didn’t her sister always like James? Yet now she seemed to be helping Gina. Gina’s glance made Emily instantly realize she had overdone it. She quickly put on a regretful expression and hurriedly said, "Sis, I think it’s better if someone else takes you. Let James Brown stay and play with me." Gina’s suspicion vanished immediately. She scoffed, realizing that Emily was only greedy for fun just now and wanted James to carry her. But now that she thought it over, she was against it, saying, "No need, let James take me. James, please carry me over there." At that moment, what could James Brown say? He could only walk up to Gina, who then lay on his back, bracing herself with her hands on his shoulders. Even though the physical contact with James right now was rather excessive, she still had to maintain her composure in front of the company employees. "James, take good care of Mr. Lopez. Don’t rush back either. I’ve got this under control and I promise to keep everyone here entertained," Sunny declared. James Brown nodded and said, "Alright, I’m off." Carrying Gina, he started walking towards the direction of the tents. Sarah Utah opened her mouth, wanting to say she would go along, but Emily Lopez had already pulled her away, saying, "Sarah, let’s go, let’s continue catching crabs." Sarah Utah could do nothing but be dragged away by Emily. Watching James carry Gina away, the employees who were unaware of the situation were puzzled, thinking it was some kind of game, and indeed it was an exciting game. How had the turn come to James? Why hadn’t it been someone else’s turn? However, it didn’t take long for them to learn that Gina had injured her foot. Some suggested that everyone should go back and check it out together, but Sunny stopped them. She was more than eager for James Brown and Gina’s relationship to get better, so how could she let everyone ruin their chance for a private moment? "Are you tired? Need a break?" Gina, carried by James Brown out of the employees’ sight, asked. James Brown smiled and said, "Carrying a beautiful woman like you, how could I get tired?" Gina hesitated for a moment and asked, "But my arms are getting tired from holding on, can I lie on you instead?" As she said this, her face went red, as if she was intentionally tempting James Brown. "Who made you hold on like that? Afraid I’ll take advantage?" "What would I be afraid of, haven’t you taken enough advantage already?" Saying this, Gina had already lain on top of James Brown, placing her hands on his chest. James Brown cleared his throat and said, "Were all these things really just accidents? Do we need to take them so seriously?" "I didn’t ask you to take responsibility for anything. You don’t have to worry. Gina Lopez isn’t that kind of clingy person." "Hehe, that’s good to hear." Gina huffed, "But don’t think you can take advantage and not pay for it." "So what else do you want?" "Nothing, but we’ve got to remember this happened." They hadn’t walked far when they came face-to-face with a couple. The girl, seeing them, immediately said, "Look how nice that boyfriend is, carrying his girlfriend. Carry me too." "What?" The boy’s face turned green; he barely weighed over a hundred pounds and was as thin as a rail, while his girlfriend was quite sturdy, easily weighing around a hundred and thirty or forty pounds. How could he possibly carry her comfortably? Even though James was carrying Gina, she still heard the couple’s conversation, her face reddening. She realized then how ambiguous it looked for her to have James carry her like this, but she really didn’t want to get down. It wasn’t because of her foot; being carried by James just felt really comfortable. James also suddenly became aware of the implications. He was carrying a beautiful woman, his hands touching Gina’s thighs, which felt firm, neither too fat nor too thin, with elastic and smooth skin, very nice to the touch. Gina’s whole body was pressed against his back, and he could feel the resilience of her chest against him. His mind immediately wandered to the time they had pretended to be a couple in the karaoke bar, and the make-believe intimacy that had followed, leading his thoughts astray. "Hey, don’t think about all sorts of mess," Gina said, feeling James’s breathing change. She looked down to see a tent-like shape in front of his swimming trunks and felt herself blush, pinching James’s shoulder hard. Caught red-handed, James knew he couldn’t explain himself and just gave an awkward laugh without saying anything, but he quickened his pace. Gina might have seemed bashful, but with James’s big hand on her leg, and its occasional movement as he walked, she was experiencing an indescribable sensation, her mind returning to the night he had made her lose control. At that time, other than James’s culpable hands, there was also something in his tent pressing against her, giving her a taste of something special. So now, she didn’t think of that part of James as particularly sinful; that thing could really excite a woman. Even through clothes it was so, and Gina dared not imagine if it actually went inside. The more she thought, the more embarrassed Gina became, burying her face in James’s shoulder, making them look even more like a couple. This drew the sideways glances of passing pedestrians, all of whom showed kind smiles. Finally, they arrived at the beach where people were hired locally to look after the tents, so there was no worry about things being stolen. After carrying Gina into her tent and setting her down, James went to the staff’s tent, where office supplies were well-stocked, and he quickly found the basic first-aid items he needed, then hurried back to Gina’s tent. Gina sat at the edge of the tent, already back to normal, rinsing the mud off her foot with water. James took over the water bottle and said, "You sit. I’ll do it." He then grabbed Gina’s calf and began rinsing her foot with water. Sёarᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. After two bottles of water, Gina’s delicate foot revealed itself, with a small wound on the sole. Though the wound wasn’t big and had stopped bleeding, it still contained some dirt that had to be treated. James switched to grabbing Gina’s ankle, saying, "Bear with it for a moment, I need to clean the dirt out." Gina nodded and clenched her fists, bracing for the pain to come. James took a cotton swab, dipped it in medicinal alcohol, and gently wiped the dirt inside the wound. Gina’s foot reflexively jerked back, but James held tightly, not letting go, and she couldn’t help but cry out softly. "It hurts so much," Gina said, usually strong but now showing a rare vulnerability. "You have to endure it; it will be over soon." James was unsympathetic, holding her ankle firmly with one hand while quickly wiping with the other. The center of Gina’s foot was especially sensitive, causing both pain and ticklish sensations, an unbearable mix of laughter and cries. But James didn’t stop, and as Gina reached her limit, she threw herself onto his shoulder and bit down hard. "Ah! Were you born in the year of the dog or what?" James turned his head and glared at her with wide eyes. "It’s your fault for making it so unbearable, it hurts and it’s ticklish." Gina let go of James’s shoulder, seeing the deep bite marks she had left, feeling guilty but unwilling to admit she was in the wrong. "So you bite me? I can’t believe you did that. I should just leave you alone," James said as he let go of Gina’s foot and stood up. Gina’s foot hit the sand, and she nearly fell forward onto her legs, shouting discontentedly, "James Brown, are you kidding me? You say you’ll leave me be and just do it?"

Chapter 300 - 308: Betraying a Friend

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