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 desti

ow 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.