Way Back Into Love (Essie)

Chapter 816 Fight For The Person Or The Noodles

In the evening, they played bowling for a while and then went back to their rooms. Eva and Vinton lived

in separate rooms, but Jim found that Vinton hadn't come out for a long time after entering the room of

Eva.

His room was next to Eva's. If Vinton came out, he could hear the door open.

He looked at his watch. An hour had passed.

An hour was enough for him to finish what he wanted to do.

It was impossible for her to stick to her defense until her wedding night. She and Vinton might have

done everything a couple should do.

Of course, it had nothing to do with him. He was not in the mood to care about others' affairs. He was

just very upset, inexplicably irritable.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he heard the sound of door opening

next door. He ran to the door and opened it.

When Eva and Vinton were talking and laughing outside, he suddenly appeared and startled them.

Jim didn't get rid of the annoyance on his handsome face, but frowned. Seeing that, Eva thought he

had a conflict with Janice, so she asked, "Where is Janice?"

"In her own room," Jim replied indifferently, looking around her subconsciously.

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He came to a conclusion of these words.

They were a couple. It was normal even if they did it. Yet they deliberately booked two rooms. Did they

try to prove their innocence?

"Did you have a fight?" Eva asked again.

"It's none of your business," Jim said gloomily, turned around and walked outside. Now he urgently

needed a glass of whisky.

It seemed that they really had a fight. Eva sighed, guessing that it was because of Mrs. Kerry.

She went downstairs with Vinton. They had played Parkour for more than an hour, and she won

because of Vinton's modesty.

Now the loser had to make the midnight snack for the winner.

Vinton had never done housework since he was a child. In order to pursue a foodie's wife, he specially

learned a skill, making ham fried egg sandwiches.

It was simple, delicious and easy to learn!

Jim went to the bar counter and poured a glass of whiskey. When he was about to drink it, Janice came

over and said, "Jim, I thought you were in the room."

"It's still early. Come down and have a drink." Jim shrugged.

Janice sat next to him and held his arm. "Jim, I'm a little hungry. I want to eat the Spaghetti Bolognaise

made by you. When I was in America, I missed it every day. Can you cook it for me?"

"Okay." Jim nodded without hesitation, put the glass on the bar counter, stood up and walked to the

kitchen.

Eva was sitting not far away. Her ears were good at capturing words related to eating. Her eyes lit up

as soon as she heard the words 'Spaghetti Bolognaise'. Jim was the God of chefs. The Spaghetti

Bolognaise he made was so delicious that she couldn't help but drool at the thought of it.

Subconsciously, she licked her tongue and looked at the tall and strong back of Jim. She knew very

well that it was impossible for her to have Spaghetti Bolognaise made by Jim today. No, not only today,

but also for her whole life.

Now that Janice was back, he might not even need her to eat with him.

Maybe he would be so happy that he could write off all the favor she had owed.

It was really an exciting thing.

However, she was not as happy as she thought.

Although she was unwilling to admit it, the dining table of Jim was indeed very attractive. Apart from his

cooking skills, the chefs he chose were all very good, and the food he cooked was extremely delicious.

As a top-grade foodie, as long as her stomach was satisfied, she didn't care to bear humiliation.

When Jim and Vinton were busy in the kitchen, Essie came in.

She had just finished the battle with Zac and was hungry. She came down to replenish her energy.

Seeing the two handsome men inside, Essie turned to look at the man waiting at the door and said,

"Icy guy, don't you think it would be a more harmonious scene for you to go inside and I'm waiting

outside at this moment?"

With an evil smile, Zac came in and held her slender waist with his strong arm. His thin lips were close

to her ear, and he whispered softly, "Honey, you satisfy me in the kitchen. I'll satisfy you later in the

room."

"You are not serious." In a coquettish manner, Essie elbowed him gently.

Seeing this, Vinton smiled weirdly, "We two are still in love bubbles. You two have a lot of children. Why

are you still so sweet?"

"We are in love bubble every day." With an evil and attractive smile, Zac kissed on the cheek of Essie.

"A model couple, a standard for us." Vinton gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother, you have to surpass us in the future." Essie giggled.

"Of course. I want my Eva to be the happiest woman in the world." Vinton patted his chest, looking like

a peerless good man.

"This is obviously a challenge to me," Zac teased.

Jim didn't say a word. He seemed to be a little absent-minded. Seeing this, Zac didn't know whether it

was because of Mrs. Kerry or something else. So he did not ask much.

After he made the Spaghetti Bolognaise, Essie came over. Eva often praised Jim's cooking skills in

front of her, saying that he was the reincarnation of the God of cooking. Today she happened to have a

chance, so she must have a taste to see if it was really delicious.

She spooned a bit of meat paste with a small spoon and put it into her mouth. "Wow!" She gave a

thumbs up and thumbed up gave him 'like' wildly. "It's really as delicious as it is said. How could you, a

noble young master of the Jing family, cook?"

"I'm interested." A smile finally appeared on Jim's face. He guessed that Eva must have talked a lot in

front of Essie, or she wouldn't have the interest to taste it specially.

Jim went out after making the spaghetti. Vinton also made a sandwich with fried eggs and ham. He

considerately poured a glass of milk for his wife, put it on the plate and carried it out.

Looking at his back, Essie clicked her tongue and said, "The three young masters of Dragon City have

become considerate and sweet men. How can a poor man live?"

"An ordinary man and an ordinary woman, from a family of equal social rank," Zac said casually.

In the restaurant, Eva and Janice were sitting face to face.

When Jim took out the Spaghetti Bolognaise, Janice was taken aback. "Jim, there are so many. I can't

eat them."

Only then did Jim realize that he cooked according to the amount of heaven pepper. Janice ate less

than normal people, let alone her.

Jim took out a plate, picked up half of it and deliberately put it in the middle of the table.

While eating her sandwich, Eva couldn't help looking at the plate.

This might be the last chance for her to eat the Jing family's Spaghetti Bolognaise in her life. Should

she seize it?

In the battle between her brain and stomach, she struggled for a full minute, and then her brain

surrendered as before. As a foodie who always thought with her stomach, her mind could only be in the

position of deputy commander.

"Scum Jim, do you want to eat this noodles?" she asked in a very low and weak voice.

Jim read her mind at a glance and laughed three times in his heart, quite complacent. He knew that

she couldn't resist his temptation of Spaghetti Bolognaise.

But he was expressionless and just shook his head. "I'm not hungry. If Janice doesn't eat, I'll pour it

down." In fact, he said this to give the chance for the woman. He especially liked to see her devouring

and savoring the food he cooked.

Hearing this, Eva was very happy. It was an opportunity that could not be missed. She said in a hurry,

"It's a pity to pour it down. Let me help you eat it." After saying that, without waiting for his response,

she reached out and grabbed the plate.

At this time, the other hand grabbed the plate.

"I'm hungry. Let me eat it," Janet said deliberately. She didn't want Eva to eat the noodles made by Jim.

Her strength was so great that when the plate was about to be taken away by her, Eva's fingers

subconsciously tightened.

The two of them were secretly exerting themselves to prevent the plate from being taken away by each

other.

At that moment, Essie and Zac happened to walk to the door of the restaurant and saw what was

happening.

"Zac, are they fighting for noodles?" With her eyes wide open, Essie was a little frightened.

"Interesting. Let's stand aside." With a slight smile on his thin lips, Zac held her in his arms and sat far

away from them. He watched the drama while eating love midnight snack with her.

Eva and Janet didn't let go of each other and confronted each other.

Jim's black eyes narrowed and looked at them in silence.

Seeing that pepper was working so hard for his pasta, he had an indescribable joy in his heart. But this

happiness only lasted for an instant and disappeared, because she grabbed only his noodle, not him

himself. In her heart, his noodles seemed to be much more important than him.

She also said that men could only think with their lower bodies, and she, a foodie, didn't think with her

brain. No wonder she was brainless, because her brain didn't work at all.

While he was angry, Janice's voice came faintly, "Eva, haven't you eaten enough?"

As if being stabbed by a needle, Eva suddenly loosened her grip. Realizing that she was out of control,

she quickly lowered her head and ate sandwiches to relieve her embarrassment.

"Honey, if you are not full, I'll make another one for you." Vinton caressed her head lovingly.

"I'm full. My hands were too greasy to stick to the plate just now." She smiled awkwardly.

"Really? Sister, I thought you were going to fight with me, a pregnant woman, for the noodles," Janet

sneered, with a triumphant look in her eyes.

Eva didn't say anything. Seeing that she ate up the noodles bit by bit, her heart kept bleeding. It was

time for her to say goodbye with Jim's delicious Spaghetti Bolognaise.

After eating the last sandwich, she stood up and said, "Vinton, I'm full. I'm going back to sleep." Then

she walked out of the restaurant with her head down, making no secret of the sadness, depression and

disappointment on her face.

Janice didn't care about her at all. She looked at Jim and said, "Jim, I'm full. Let's go upstairs together."

She had the most important thing to do.