Way Back Into Love (Essie) novel Chapter 739

When he was speaking, the door of the ball hall suddenly opened quietly. There was no one outside, as if it was pushed open by an invisible hand.

Facing the door, Eva seemed to feel the horrifying ghost aura. She shivered and her heart skipped a beat.

As the door was opened, a gloomy cold wind blew in the ball hall. It was just like the cold wind in the horror movie watched by Eva, making people's hair stand on end.

Eva felt goose bumps all over her body. She had an impulse to pull her hair in a mess and take off her skirt at once.

Recently, in order to play her first horror movie, she had been listening to network horror novels and watching all kinds of horror movies every day. As a result, she had a nervous feeling that there was really a ghost in the world.

It was said in the supernatural novel that imitating the temporary dressing of the dead was a big taboo. It would not only cause bad luck, but also summon ghosts to haunt her every day in the future, making her restless.

"You... Did you scare me on purpose? " She rubbed her arms and said in a trembling voice.

"Is it necessary?" Jim snorted.

"She is... How did she die? " Eva didn't know if she was out of her mind and asked such a question.

Jim's perfect thin lips trembled, as if they were deeply stung by a thorn. He didn't say anything. It was his nightmare, the last memory he wanted to face in his life.

A waiter came over. He picked up a glass of wine from the plate, raised his head and drank it up. Without looking at her, he turned around and left coldly.

Eva knew she had said something wrong, but she was still angry and didn't want to apologize. It didn't matter if he was unhappy. Anyway, they were enemies and there was no need to make up.

Sitting next to Zac, Essie stood up and walked over when she saw Jim leave.

"Did you have a fight?"

Regardless of this, Eva leaned towards Essie and said in a trembling voice, "Just now, scum Jim said that Janice cos this same role when she died."

With her eyes wide open, choking hardly, Essie asked, "Really?"

"He looks serious. I don't think he was trying to frighten me." Eva picked up the cocktail in her hand and was about to take a sim to pluck up her courage, but when she saw the blood red color inside, she felt a chill in her heart. She quickly put down the glass and changed it to a glass of champagne.

Essie couldn't help but take a look at Zac, who was sitting in a corner of the hall. He probably didn't know about it, or he would have reminded her. He was abroad when something happened to Janice. He didn't come back to comfort Jim until he knew the news.

She pointed at the small stone on Eva's chest and smiled, "You have the lucky stone to protect yourself. You are not afraid of bad luck."

Eva scratched her head and said, "I'm not afraid of bad luck, but I feel awkward."

"I'm sorry, Eva," said Essie, realizing that she had come up with a bad idea.

Eva held her hand and said, "Why do you apologize to me? We are good friends and we don't need to apologize all our lives. And you don't know that it's all because of that brainless fan and psychopath. He must be here. We have to be vigilant all the time. "

Essie nodded slightly and looked around the ball hall. When she was about to speak, a 'zombie' ran from somewhere and bumped into Eva.

The 'zombie' was dressed in Qing Dynasty clothes. His face was white and his eyes were bright red, which covered his real face.

The cocktail in his hand was all spilled on Eva, and the white lace on her collar was dyed red.

"I'm sorry," he said in a low voice, took out a bag of wet tissue and handed it to Eva.

"It doesn't matter." Eva waved her hand and didn't take it seriously.

The 'zombie' left.

Eva took the wet tissue he gave her to the dressing room.

Seeing this scene in a corner of the ball hall, Zac rushed over and asked, "What happened?"

"It's okay. A guest accidentally bumped into Eva and splashed wine on her," Essie said carelessly. Then she went to her seat with Zac and waited for Eva.

However, it took Eva much longer time to go to the dressing room than she had expected. She was a little worried, so she called her. Eva's depressed voice came from the other end of the phone, "Essie, I don't know what's wrong with my skin. I'm allergic and have many knots. It's itchy."

Essie hurried to the bathroom.

Eva scratched in pain. Her hands and neck were all red, and there were dense red knots on them, as if she was allergic to something.

"How could this be?" Essie asked in astonishment.

"I don't know. I just wiped it with this wet tissue and it began to itch," Eva said.