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.

middle of the air.It took me a long

go home to celebrate the holidays with your

I did.And now I’m back to

George took the spanner from my hand and pulled me into

"What are you doing?"

was watching TV." I leaned against his chest and

my restless

asked in a low voice

the question, my hunger reignited and I felt

brought you dinner.I’m going

let go of me and walked

he returned, there was a food box

prowled towards

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

had dinner.I’m not hungry

kitchen

"What did you eat?"

at

cheek, I murmured, "Steak.Really, I’m

am.Now move.I’ll heat

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

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

you let me in? Is there someone hiding in the kitchen? Helen, tell me what’s really going on here." George narrowed his gaze and stared at me

gaze, I felt so guilty that I silently

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

from the kitchen

you done?!" I leaned against

was blocked and something

and there was

and meat were scattered on

chunks

only getting angrier, his gaze blazing, I tried to defend

tried to stop you from seeing

He was putting on gloves, ready to clean up the

"Don’t be angry."

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

me, put the food box

"Wait here."

went into the kitchen to clean.I stood

shoulders were broad and his waist narrow.He was wearing

the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing

mess.He shouldn’t be doing such menial tasks like