Way Back Into Love (Essie)

Chapter 848 Jim's Confession

"Yes, you can have a try. It's like a gamble. If you win, you can get the beauty back. If you lose, it's

impossible for you to go back to the previous state of enemy in three lifetimes. The worst result is that

you don't see each other. Love seems merciless by that time," Zac analyzed seriously.

He knew that Jim was very clear in his heart. He would not want to become a stranger to Eva.

"I haven't drunk so much for a long time. Just once. I won't indulge myself too much." His voice was

very low, as if he was talking to himself.

"I'll drink with you. I'll feel better if you vent it by drinking." Zac clinked glasses with him. He couldn't

help much in love, so he had to try his best to comfort him.

By the time Zac left, Jim had already been drunk. He told the housekeeper and servants not to let him

out or let anyone in before he was completely awake, including Janice.

It was already three o'clock when Zac came back.

Essie just had a good sleep and woke up.

"I thought you wouldn't come back," she murmured.

"I miss you. Of course I will come back." Zac lay beside her and held her tightly in his arms.

"We just separated for a few hours, okay?" Essie said with a smile.

Zac looked at his watch and said, "We have been separated for eight hours, seventeen minutes and

fifty-three seconds. My limit is three hours. I will miss you after three hours," he said and kissed her lips

affectionately.

"Don't you think it's too exaggerated?" said Essie with a smile. But she liked it.

"Don't you miss me?" Zac stared at her with his dark eyes full of tenderness and love.

"We have been married for a long time. What's there to miss about?" She pouted coquettishly.

"Really?" Zac frowned, obviously disappointed and displeased.

Maybe she shouldn't destroy the good atmosphere.

"A little," said Essie, winking playfully.

"Just a little?" The man was dissatisfied.

"It will be accumulated and become more." Essie giggled.

"So should I disappear for a few days so that you can miss me a lot, then I come back by then?" Zac

threatened.

"You won't. You can't leave me for more than three hours." With a weird smile on her face, Essie looked

complacent.

"I can set off when I'm fully fed." Zac turned over and was about to pounce like a starved tiger who was

ready to eat.

"Come down. We haven't finished our business yet," said Essie in surrender.

"Honey, it's late at night. It's the most serious thing." An evil smile appeared on Zac's face.

"Let me ask you, does Jim understand his feelings now?" Essie asked.

Zac turned over and came back to her. He knew she would ask about it.

"Sort of."

"Then what is he going to do?" Essie asked worriedly.

"He will do nothing," Zac said in a low voice.

Essie was shocked. "He chose to give up? He hasn't started yet but chose to give up?"

"The beginning of them is actually the end." Zac shrugged.

Essie sighed. Since they were not destined to be together, why did he fall in love with her? God always

made fun of people.

"Is he okay?"

"He is drunk. Alcohol can dispel sorrow." Zac sighed.

"What if Eva knows that Jim has fallen in love with her?" Essie stood up, poured two glasses of red

wine and handed one to Zac.

"Will you tell her?" Zac asked.

"No, I won't." Essie shook her head. Love was something that needed to be dealt with by the person

involved. If others talked too much, it would only cause more trouble. "If Jim chose to bury it, it must be

very hard. I hope Janice can try her best to win his heart back."

"That's all we can do. I believe time will dilute everything," Zac said in a low voice.

"Time can make him forget about Janice, so does Eva," Essie said in a low voice.

Zac put his arm around her shoulder and said, "In fact, we are lucky. Although we have been

separated, we are still together in the end."

"Yes." Essie nodded and buried her face in his warm chest.

Jim didn't come to the set for three days, which had never happened in his shooting history.

The director was a little worried. He knew that Eva had the best relationship with Jim, so he asked her

to go and ask about the situation.

So in the afternoon, Eva went to Jim's villa.

In the past three days, Jim was repeatedly shifted between getting drunk and waking up. The Butler

didn't let anyone in. When Janice called to ask, she said that Jim had returned to the Jing family.

When Eva came, the Butler hesitated for a while and finally let her in, because she knew that the

person who tied the bell was needed to untie it.

When she opened the door, Eva was shocked. Jim was lying on the bed with several empty bottles on

the ground.

He looked terrible. He smelled of alcohol all over his body, his hair in a mess, and his chin was covered

with stubble.

Eva couldn't believe that he was the Nine Heavens Mysterious God in the entertainment circle who was

arrogant and domineering.

"He... What's wrong with him?" she asked in astonishment.

"Our young master is not in a good mood recently," the Butler said in a low voice.

"Did he quarrel with Miss Wang?" Eva asked.

"I don't know. Why don't you ask our young master yourself when he wakes up?" Then the butler went

downstairs and left them alone.

"Scum Jim, wake up. What's wrong with you?" Eva patted his face gently.

Jim seemed to have heard the voice he expected. He moved and opened his eyes a gap.

"Heaven pepper... Where did you come from?" he asked drunkenly.

"You have not been in the crew for three days. The director asked me to come and ask," Eva

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He smiled and said, "I see. I'm actually dreaming. You are such an annoying trilobite. What's the plot of

you always running into my dream?"

Eva took a deep breath. It seemed that he was still drunk.

"I'll get you a cup of tea."

When she turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled it back.

Without precaution, she stumbled into his arms.

Her face turned pale and she struggled to stand up. He put his arms around her waist and tied her up

like a chain.

"Scum Jim, what are you doing? I'm heaven pepper, not Janice."

"I know. Don't move. Let me hold you for a while. Just once," Jim begged. A hint of pain flashed

through his drunk eyes.

"No, we're not filming on the set now. I'm a married woman, and you have a girlfriend. You have to

keep a distance from me." Eva wanted to escape, but she was annoyed because of his powerful

strength. If the housekeeper came in and saw it, she couldn't explain it clearly even if she had ten

mouths.

"You are in my dream now. I have the final say. You are not his woman, but mine." Jim's tone was quite

domineering.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Eva was shocked by his words. She guessed that he was

either reciting the lines in his dream or filming. No wonder he was king Jim. He was even in the play

even he was drunken in a dream.

"Stupid woman, I fell in love with you. I can't even believe myself. I have won everything, but my heart

has lost to you. Isn't it ironic?" Jim squinted at her. His eyes turned red because of the pain, and a layer

of mist spread out.

Eva looked at him in a daze, and her mind was recalling the lines of this play. She seemed to have

never seen it before.

"Scum Jim, this is not the play you are going to add, is it? I like this confession."

Jim smiled bitterly, "You like and belong to me only in my dream. As soon as I open my eyes, you will

disappear, or become the one who hates me."

Eva felt that she was drawn into the play with him, and her heart was trembling. His love was so

sincere and sad, as if he was really confessing to the person in his dream.

When she was lost in thought, Jim touched her face with his fingers and said, "Stupid woman, I love

you. I only tell you in my dream. I won't let the real you know. I won't let you know for the rest of my

life." A drop of tear fell from the corner of Jim's eyes.

Eva also burst into tears. She had always easy to be touched. "Scum Jim, is this a tragedy?"

"For me, it is. That saying, the furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death,

but that when I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you. I finally understand what it means."

Jim's haggard face was filled with unspeakable desolation.

"Scum Jim, are you going to challenge the role of a man chasing a woman this time?" Eva asked in a

low voice.

"I want to chase you. Will you give me a chance?" Jim's brown eyes sparkled in the air.

Eva didn't know what to do. She thought that Jim was shooting in a dream, not talking to her. But his

deep gaze at her made her feel that she was the heroine in the play.

But there was no lines. How should she answer and how to act?

"Will the heroine love someone else instead of you?"

"Is it possible for you to fall in love with me?" Jim suddenly widened his eyes, which startled Eva.

"Scum Jim, are you awake?"

"Answer me?" Jim didn't seem to hear her words and kept asking.

Eva breathed a sigh of relief as she thought that he was still dreaming.

His eyes were still staring at her. It was so scary. His arms around her waist were getting tighter and

tighter. It seemed that the consequences would be serious if she didn't answer.

"No... I won't," she answered almost subconsciously.

Jim seemed to be hit in the vital part by a bullet, and his face twisted in extreme pain. "Not even a little

bit? Will there be a little bit of love?"

His expression frightened Eva as if he was sick.

"Scum Jim, do you feel any pain?"

"Yes, it hurts." Jim struggled to spit out three words, as if he was too painful to say anything.

Eva was anxious and fumbled on his body with her two hands.

"Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt?"

"Here." Jim held her head and put it on his chest.