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.

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

go home to celebrate the holidays

I’m back to keep

the spanner from my hand

"What are you doing?"

TV." I leaned against his

saw him, my restless heart

in a low voice as he caressed my

reignited and I felt deeply

you dinner.I’m going to heat it

let go of me

returned, there was a food box

pausing, he prowled towards the

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

I’ve had dinner.I’m not hungry now.Let’s go and

the kitchen

"What did you eat?"

at me

I murmured, "Steak.Really, I’m not

am.Now move.I’ll

and insisted on entering the kitchen.I shook my

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

Helen, tell me what’s really going on here." George narrowed his gaze and stared at

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

and I stayed by the door,

expected, George’s roar came from the kitchen

have you done?!" I leaned against the door frame and looked

blocked and

and there was

meat were scattered on

into chunks

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

to stop you from seeing this, but you

putting on gloves, ready to clean

"Don’t be angry."

in, so I stood

box on the dining table, and

"Wait here."

kitchen to clean.I stood

shoulders were broad and his waist

were rolled up, revealing his

his head, he began to clean up my mess.He shouldn’t be doing such menial tasks like a