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.

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

you go home to celebrate the holidays with your

I did.And now I’m back to keep

from my hand

"What are you doing?"

watching TV." I leaned against his chest

saw him, my restless heart was

in a low

question, my hunger reignited and I felt deeply

dinner.I’m going to

of me and walked

a food box in

pausing, he prowled towards the

the moment.I rushed to the kitchen door and blocked

minute! I’ve had dinner.I’m not

up the kitchen yet.I

"What did you eat?"

stared at

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

I am.Now move.I’ll

and insisted on entering the kitchen.I

was sure to be angry if he saw it in the

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

stance and his narrowed gaze, I felt

purpose and I stayed by the

from the kitchen

have you done?!" I leaned

blocked and something suspicious

pans covered every surface and there was burnt

meat were

were cut into chunks while others were

getting angrier, his gaze blazing, I tried to defend

stop you from seeing this, but you insisted

was putting on gloves,

"Don’t be angry."

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

put the food box on

"Wait here."

to clean.I stood

broad and his waist narrow.He was wearing a

shirt were rolled up, revealing his slender and

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