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.

the 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

spanner from my hand and

"What are you doing?"

leaned against his

my restless heart

dinner?" George asked in a low voice as he caressed my

question, my hunger reignited and I felt deeply frustrated once

brought you dinner.I’m going to heat

of me and

a food

prowled towards

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

not hungry now.Let’s go and watch TV

up the kitchen yet.I

"What did you eat?"

stared at

I

am.Now move.I’ll

was unmoved by my explanation and insisted on entering the

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

let me in? Is there someone hiding in the kitchen? Helen, tell me what’s really going on

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

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

from the kitchen the next

I leaned against the door

was blocked and something suspicious

and there was burnt food residue in

and meat were scattered on

were cut into chunks while others were

angrier, his gaze blazing, I tried to defend

from seeing this, but you insisted on coming

was putting on gloves,

"Don’t be angry."

to go in, so

put the food box on the dining table, and

"Wait here."

kitchen to clean.I stood at

and his waist narrow.He

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

doing such menial tasks like a housewife,