Bye, My Irresistible Love

Helen’s POV: 

On New Year’s Eve, I refused Lucy’s invitation and stayed at home as usual.

The plan was to treat myself to a fancy dinner.It shouldn’t be that hard to cook it anyway.

On the Internet, I checked out recipes until I found the one for the meal I wanted.

Then I took out the meat and vegetables in the fridge.

Each step in cooking the meal was laid out and looked quite simple to follow.It would appear cooking wasn’t that hard after all.

Before I started, I was full of confidence.

Shortly after I turned on the stove, I became overwhelmed and actually forgot what I was supposed to do first.

Thanks to me, the kitchen became a disaster zone.The steak was all frizzled up, and the sink was blocked.

The pots and pans were everywhere on the table.I had no idea what to do.I skipped lunch.

So, now I was hungry, tired and exhausted.

Finally, I sat at the dining table with the badly cooked meal, feeling awkward.

Since I had no other option and I was quite hungry, I figured that I might as well eat some of the food I cooked.

I cut the burned steak with a knife and fork.

When I cut the steak, I found that the inside was not only uncooked, but still bloody as well.

The negative emotions I’d been trying to keep at bay surged up all at once.I curled up on the sofa and sniffled, the urge to cry nearly overwhelming.

Just then, I heard the key turn in the lock.

Someone was trying to open the door from outside.

Who would come to my house at this time? Lucy was at her parents’, and George was in Washington visiting his family.

Could it be a thief? Gripped by sudden nerves, I stood up from the sofa and went in search of a weapon to arm myself with.

Seconds later, I found a spanner.

The next second, I heard a click and then the door was opened.

Taking a deep breath, I tightened my grip on the spanner and raised it above my head.

But before I could make a move and attack the intruder, I saw the smiling face of the man at the door.

paused in the middle of the air.It took me a

Didn’t you go home to celebrate the

did.And now I’m back

spanner from my hand and pulled me into his

"What are you doing?"

watching TV." I leaned against

restless heart was suddenly

George asked in a low

my hunger reignited and I felt deeply

going to

of me and

was a food box in his

he prowled towards

what the kitchen looked like at the moment.I rushed to the kitchen door

I’ve had dinner.I’m not hungry

cleaned up the kitchen yet.I couldn’t let George see

"What did you eat?"

at me

in cheek, I murmured, "Steak.Really, I’m not

I am.Now move.I’ll

by my explanation and insisted on entering the kitchen.I shook my head and refused to let him

kitchen was very messy right now and he was sure to be angry if he saw it in the

someone hiding in the kitchen? Helen, tell me what’s really going on here." George

I saw his uncompromising stance and his narrowed gaze, I felt so guilty that I silently moved

into the kitchen with purpose and I stayed by the door, nervously

roar came from the kitchen the

you done?!" I leaned against

and something suspicious

and pans covered every surface and there was burnt food

meat were

cut into chunks while

saw that George was only getting angrier, his gaze blazing, I

tried to stop you from seeing this, but

was putting on gloves, ready to

"Don’t be angry."

messy.I didn’t dare to go in, so I stood at the door

put the food box on the dining table,

"Wait here."

he went into the kitchen to clean.I stood at the door

were broad and his waist narrow.He was wearing a shirt and

shirt were rolled up, revealing his slender and

to clean up my mess.He shouldn’t be doing such menial tasks