A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 884 They Live Under The Same Roof

Eva nodded slightly, feeling that Jim's deduction was very reasonable.

These things were premeditated. Ordinary people would not know her schedule, nor would they know her shooting content so clearly.

"I guess this person is a schizophrenic."

"He's dead for sure. I'll catch him!" said Jim, gritting his teeth.

After that, the two of them talked about some relaxing topics, such as delicious food and the newly prepared movie.

Eva fell asleep beside him.

Jim gently covered her with a blanket.

Looking at her beautiful and childish face through the moonlight, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

This stupid woman seemed to have magic that made him intoxicated and addicted, as if he had been stuck in a swamp and could not extricate himself.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead dotingly. At this moment, his eyes, heart and mind were full of her, as if with her, he had the whole world, and the others and things were all illusory.

The night was very peaceful and harmonious.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the beautiful night with her.

In her sleep, Eva looked for a source of warmth and a sense of security unconsciously, turned over and rolled into his arms.

His strong chest made her feel very warm and safe subconsciously. The nightmare had disappeared, and she had a sweet sleep.

Jim also took advantage of this opportunity to hold her in his arms, with an evil and attractive smile spilling over his mouth.

On the second morning, Eva was awakened by a bird's singing. She had a good sleep.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a handsome face clearly. She was so scared that she almost screamed.

She fell asleep in Jim's tent and even got into his arms.

God! Was she out of her mind?

She slightly twisted her body, trying to get rid of Jim's arms, and woke up Jim.

"Good morning!" His thin lips raised a charming arc.

"Good morning." Embarrassed, Eva blushed, "I'm asleep. Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Why should I wake you up?" Jim shrugged.

Eva was speechless. "If we are seen like this, we can't explain ourselves even if we jump into Yellow River."

"If you can't explain it, then don't do it. It's a waste of energy." With an evil smile on his face, Jim seemed to be eager for them to be involved in the gossip and be tied together, unable to clear himself.

Eva came out of the tent in a hurry. Fortunately, there were high walls around her yard, so others couldn't see inside from the outside. Otherwise, it would be terrible.

"You can go back first. I want to go in and sleep for a while." Without waiting for Jim's response, she ran into the house.

Looking at her back, Jim smiled mischievously.

For the next two days, Jim had been putting up a tent in the yard. It seemed that he had really decided to stay in her yard for a long time.

Eva was very regretful. She shouldn't have listened to Jim at the beginning. She opened the door on the wall of the yard that her yard and his yard shared. Only the fingerprints of the two could open the password lock so they could enter both yards freely. Now she couldn't stop Jim from coming in unless she changed the lock. But she didn't know what Jim had done in the password lock. Without his fingerprint, the lock couldn't be removed.

According to the weather forecast, there would be a heavy rain tonight. Eva thought that Jim would go back to his villa, so she didn't ask much.

In the middle of the night, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and it rained heavily.

She quickly got up and closed the window. She was shocked when she looked out.

The tent was still in the yard.

God! Didn't the scum Jim check the weather forecast and know there would be a rainstorm at night?

She quickly held up the umbrella and ran out. It was dangerous to sleep in a tent in such a weather.

There was a small night lamp on in the tent, and Jim seemed to be quite cozy, completely unaffected by the wind, rain and thunder.

"Scum Jim, come out quickly and go inside," Eva shouted outside. Because of the heavy rain, most of her body was wet when she went out, and it was useless to hold an umbrella.

Hearing her voice, Jim opened the tent a crack.

Seeing her standing outside wet, he quickly came out and entered the room with her.

"Stupid woman, it's raining so heavily. Why do you come out?" Jim closed the door and let her go upstairs to change her clothes, completely forgetting that he was also wet.

Eva went upstairs and changed her clothes. Then she handed a big bath towel to him and said, "Wipe yourself too. Didn't you hear the weather forecast today? Didn't you know it was going to rain?"

"I know. You should be more careful at this time. The murderer should take advantage of this opportunity to kill you. If that happens, you will be helpless," Jim said seriously.

"Scum Jim, it's thunderous outside. It's dangerous for you to sleep in a tent." Eva was speechless.

"Don't worry. Both the male and female thunders are afraid of me. They don't dare to hit me," Jim teased.

Eva's heart trembled with mixed feelings. At the same time, she also surrendered. She couldn't let Jim continue to spend the night in her own yard in such a condition.

"Well... Is there a room on the first floor of your villa?"

"Yes." Jim nodded, his brown eyes flickering in the light.

"Well, I'll move there temporarily. You sleep upstairs and I sleep downstairs. Don't sleep in our yard anymore." Her voice was as low as a mosquito's hum, but Jim still heard it clearly, with a charming smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Stupid woman, it's safer upstairs than downstairs. You sleep upstairs, and I sleep downstairs. That's it," he said with a smile.

"Whatever. I don't care." Eva pouted, "I just borrow it at night. I'll stay in my own house during the day."

In the evening, she went to his villa through the small door and came back in the morning, no one would know. But she felt like she was doing that.

Jim shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can live as you like, just like your own home."

Outside, the thunder was still roaring, deafening, and the rain did not seem to stop.

Eva had to clean up the guest room next door for Jim to sleep.

She made two cups of ginger soup and one for Jim. They were all wet in the rain. The ginger soup could dispel the cold, so they wouldn't catch a cold.

"The murderer is not that stupid to kill in such a torrential rain night. You must be too frightened. You think too much."

"If he sneaks into your house after you go out, will you know?" Jim flicked her forehead.

"I have installed the latest security system. He can't break in." Eva didn't take it seriously at all.

"Idiot, if he use a hacker to attack the security system first and make it paralyzed, it will be easy to enter." Jim glared at her, worried about her simple mind.

"That can't be as smart as you, right?" Eva pouted.

"His two assassination plans are very ingenious, but he failed because of his bad luck. It can be seen that his intelligence is not low," Jim said thoughtfully.

"Why do I feel that I'm doomed?" Eva held her arm and rubbed the goose bumps on it.

"You'll be fine as long as I'm here. He is far worse than me," Jim said scornfully.

"I can't be with you twenty-four hours a day, can I?" Eva curled her lips.

"I'll follow you twenty-four hours a day." A mischievous smile appeared on Jim's face.

"Don't you have to work?" Eva felt fainting.

"Nothing is more important than protecting you, a stupid woman." Jim stared at her affectionately.

All of a sudden, Eva's heart stopped beating. His eyes made her feel irregular and her pulse disordered. She quickly lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at him again, in case of being eroded by the chemical factors that shouldn't be in the air.

"Scum Jim, you don't have to be so kind to me. What if I can't pay back your kindness for the rest of my life?"

"I'm willing to. It's none of your business. If you can't pay it back in this life, you can pay it in the next life. If you can't pay it in the next life, you can continue to pay it in the next life until it's fully paid," Said Jim in a domineering manner.

Eva was speechless. She bit her lips and said, "Well, it's late. Go to bed now." Then she ran into the room, just like a snail retracting into its shell, daring not come out to face the real world.

Jim sighed slightly. He never minded paying for love, even if he couldn't get a return. Because love was a kind of happiness.

On the second day, Eva officially began to 'live with Jim'.

In the evening, after taking a shower, she walked through the small door into the yard of Jim with her pajamas in her arms.

Jim had decorated the room for her.

She liked the fresh Mediterranean style decoration very much.

Jim opened a bottle of La Romanee-Conti to celebrate the beginning of their 'living together'.

"Scum Jim, you can't tell anyone that I'm staying here, especially Janice," Eva reminded.

"What are you afraid of. The more mysterious you are, the more people will think you are guilty of something," Jim said calmly.

"Nowadays, people like to think wildly the most. A man and a woman alone will make people think about it. Even if it were brother and sister living together, they might be framed to have a messy relationship," said Eva.

Jim sighed, "Well, I will keep it a secret." He didn't want Janice to quarrel with him again.

He had changed, and so had she. She was completely different from before, as if she had changed into another person. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

He didn't like her change.

"Scum Jim, do you also know that Professor Nicholas likes Janice?" After drinking a sip of red wine, Eva asked in a low voice.

Jim shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's a good choice for Janice to be with him."

"Professor Nicholas is a good man. He is a medical genius and a billionaire. He is handsome, not much worse than you," Eva said with a grin.

"Can he compete with me?" Jim grabbed her ear and seemed to be dissatisfied with her words.

"King Jim is a man of great power. You will rule the world of martial arts for thousands of generations. No one can compare with you," Eva begged for mercy in a hurry.

"That's good." Jim snorted. All handsome men were quite narcissistic.