Chapter 847 It Turns Out That I Fell In Love With You

"Will he love you more than I do?" Nicholas sneered, his face full of rage.

"He loves me and respects me. He never forces me to do anything I don't want to do." Janice's heart was full of hatred. She would never forget that the devil hurt her again and again for the sake of curing her. It was a nightmare to her every night when she was with him.

"If I hadn't spent four billion dollars on your disease research, you would have died. What did he do for you?" Nicholas was so angry that he threw her on the sofa.

"What are you doing? Don't come over! Don't come over!" Janice tried her best to hide herself, but to no avail.

"Help, Jim, help --" Janice cried out desperately.

Two hours later, Nicholas let go of her contentedly.

His fingers gently stroked her tearful face. "Let me tell you a secret. You are not completely recovered. Every five years, you have to use the life vitality invented by me for you, or it will relapse. Only I have the formula of life vitality. If I die, you have to die with me."

The softness in Janice's eyes disappeared and was replaced by coldness. She looked at the man in front of her with hatred. She just wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh.

"If I lose Jim, I would rather die." She rushed to the side of the tea table, picked up the fruit knife on it and pricked her pulse. Nicholas rushed over and grabbed the handle of the knife. "Are you crazy?"

"I'm crazy. You've made me unable to live. I don't need to wait for five years. I'm going to die now." Janice cried.

"Enough!" Nicholas roared, his silvery green eyes flashing an extremely painful look. "I'm an American, not as conservative as the Asian. And I love you very much. I'm willing to do anything for you. So, I can give you half to him..."

"No, he's a public figure. I'm his girlfriend and often followed by paparazzi. I can only come here once a week,"

Janice said.

Nicholas frowned and said, "Margret, there's one more thing I haven't told you. I'm doing a new research for you and us. I want to separate the DNA of your disease from your genes so that you can give birth to a completely healthy child for me."

Hearing this, Janice's eyes lit up and she jumped up, "Is that true, Nicholas?"

"Of course, I always like to challenge." Nicholas shrugged.

"Will it work?" Janice asked.

"Your disease is incurable. I have cured it, haven't I?" Nicholas said confidently.

Janice believed in his ability. He was a rare medical genius in the world, and most importantly, he had financial resources. His family was in charge of the top medical and medical equipment group in the world.

"Nicholas, you are my angel," she said excitedly. If he succeeded, she and Jim would have a healthy baby.

so he didn't think about this impossible thing.

"Feelings come and go at its will. There won't be any signs. You can't avoid it even if you want," Zac comforted.

Looking at him, Jim was a little surprised. "Have you found it long ago?"

"Can there be any change if I say it out?" Zac shrugged.

"No," Jim said powerlessly. Even if he had woken him up at that time, nothing could change, except for pain.

"You have two choices. One is to fight, and the other is to leave everything to time," Zac said in a low voice.

Jim shook his head painfully, "She loves Vinton very much. I can see that I don't have a chance. As long as she is happy, it's okay. Why bother herself with me?"

Zac knew he would make such a choice. "You still have Janice. She needs you very much."

"I know." Jim said in a hoarse voice, "I never thought that I would fall in love with someone else except her."

Zac sighed. In fact, he had always thought that he loved Janice out of his pity, not real love. But now was not the time to speak it out.

"You can fall in love with Janice again," he said in a low voice.

"Maybe," Jim said with uncertainty. When he was with Janice, he had never felt his heart was on fire.

He took a swig of wine and turned to look at Zac. "If you were me, what would you do?"

Zac shook the glass in his hand. If it was his little fool, he would definitely take her away and lock her up until she fell in love with him. Because she belonged to him. They were engaged at the age of seven.

But Eva was different. She belonged to Vinton and had never changed.

"Maybe I will be like you." His low voice was like the night wind.

"Don't you want to have a try?" Jim asked.

Zac could tell that although he chose to bury it, there was still a trace of regret and unwillingness in his heart.