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 long

to celebrate

I’m back to

spanner from my hand and pulled

"What are you doing?"

was watching TV." I leaned against

restless heart

a

question, my hunger reignited and I

you dinner.I’m going

of me

returned, there was a food box in his

he prowled

the moment.I rushed to

not hungry now.Let’s

the kitchen yet.I

"What did you eat?"

stared at

didn’t believe Tongue in cheek, I murmured, "Steak.Really, I’m not hungry

am.Now move.I’ll

insisted on entering the kitchen.I shook my head and refused to

he was sure to be angry if

in the kitchen? Helen, tell me what’s really

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

the kitchen with purpose and I stayed by

came from the kitchen

done?!" I leaned against the

sink was blocked and something suspicious floated

surface and there was burnt food residue in

and meat were scattered

into chunks while

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

tried to stop you from seeing this,

He was putting on gloves, ready to clean

"Don’t be angry."

so I

the food box

"Wait here."

went into the kitchen to clean.I

was tall and slim.His shoulders were broad and his waist narrow.He was wearing a shirt and suit pants

of his shirt were rolled up, revealing his slender and strong

my mess.He shouldn’t be doing such menial tasks like a housewife, but the scene was surprisingly