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

go home to celebrate

now I’m back to

the spanner from my hand and pulled

"What are you doing?"

watching TV." I leaned against his

my restless heart was

George asked in a low voice as

and I felt deeply frustrated once

dinner.I’m going to

of

there was a food

he prowled

at the moment.I rushed to the kitchen door and

not hungry now.Let’s

hadn’t cleaned up the kitchen yet.I couldn’t let

"What did you eat?"

at

Tongue in cheek, I murmured, "Steak.Really,

I am.Now move.I’ll heat the

was unmoved by my explanation and insisted on entering the kitchen.I shook my head and refused

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

me in? Is there someone hiding in the kitchen? Helen, tell me what’s

I felt so guilty that I

purpose and I stayed by the door,

roar came from the kitchen

you done?!" I leaned against the door frame

was blocked and

pans covered every surface and there was

meat were

cut into chunks while others

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

you from seeing

on gloves, ready to clean

"Don’t be angry."

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

put the food box on the dining

"Wait here."

went into the kitchen to clean.I stood

slim.His shoulders were broad and his waist narrow.He

the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing his slender

be doing such menial tasks like