Bye, My Irresistible Love

George’s POV: 

After dinner, I video called Helen. She was leaning against the head of the bed. Truly, she looked elegant with her wet hair dripping in the soft, warm light.

 The cockles of my heart seemed to warm up as I looked at her. 

“What are you doing?” I asked casually. I knew that if I didn’t take the initiative to contact her, then she wouldn’t have contacted me. 

“I just took a shower and I am getting ready for bed,” Helen replied while drying her tresses with a towel. Her movements were unrushed and I could see that the pajamas she was wearing were rather conservative. However, my attention was drawn to the diamond-like droplets of water gently falling off the tips of her hair against her delicate and beautiful collarbone. Images of me hugging and kissing her passionately flashed through my mind. “Oh!” I replied in a low, hoarse voice.

 I secretly admired her without saying anything. Neither of us spoke again for a while. Helen kept drying her hair and then suddenly asked, “When will you be coming back to New York?” 

“In a few days.”

 I had promised to accompany my grandpa to have a physical examination and to meet several of my friends. A technology exhibition was scheduled to take place in Washington in a few days’ time and Jane and I were invited to participate in it.

 Therefore, I would still be around for at least a week.

 “I’ll also have to go back to work by then.”

 “I guess.” 

main schedule was to accompany my grandpa to meet a whole lot of people with different agendas. Sometimes, my grandpa would send me on his behalf to

the blue, my mother asked me accompany her to a lunch party. It wasn’t too much of a big deal for me so I agreed. Before I returned, I had been mentally prepared to attend all kinds of social occasions with my grandpa and my

My mother had booked a French restaurant. As soon as I walked in, I noticed a young woman, roughly my age, sitting at the table. It didn’t take me long to realize that my mother had arranged a blind

mother on the pretext of needing to use the washroom. I was now

her indifferently. The woman looked at me gracefully with a light smile

 “I guess you didn’t catch my name just now. I

the punch of her words and asked, “Josie Burke? See me again?” I couldn’t for the life of me remember seeing her before,

first grade of primary school. But then, when my father was transferred to a new place of work, we moved away,” Josie

I genuinely had no memory of it. Her surname was somewhat familiar though. It reminded me of someone who had worked for my grandpa many years

problem. Just remember me from today on.” Josie still smiled, as if she was not angry with my indifference. She seemed pretty cool in spite

daughter-in-law material for her. She met all my mother’s expectations. After all, for my mother, it was a marriage between families of equal social and economic status. Therefore, there was no need for Josie

was sufficient and spoke for itself. I was in no mood to engage in useless banter, so I turned to enjoy my foie gras, completely ignoring Josie. Seriously, I behaved as if she didn’t even exist. This was my last compromise. Silence was my last respect for

to be interested while I was really not. I was even losing my

awful mood, so our conversation was far from pleasant. Finally, the smile at the corners of her mouth faded. Josie glared at me and

we get back.” I put down my knife and fork roughly and showed her my stubborn attitude. Shock and disdain enveloped her face.

explained patiently, “No, that’s not what I mean. I just didn’t expect to go on a blind date. It has nothing