Bye, My Irresistible Love

Helen’s POV:

As soon as I got home, I set my hunger aside and started cleaning up my apartment, especially the bedroom I had prepared for my mother.

Within a couple of hours I had a perfectly neat, presentable room.I was surprised at how much of waste I had hoarded in my apartment.

This was the third time that I dragged a trash bag downstairs to the trash can.

When I dusted my clothes and turned around, I saw George.He was leisurely leaning against his car.

The shadow of his tall figure was lengthened by the dim street light.His handsome face was slightly obscured by the darkness of the night.It was somewhat difficult to glean the expression on his visage.He slowly straightened up and walked up to me.

After stopping just one step away from me, he teased, "Are you enjoying the stench of the trash can?"

I quickly jolted back to my senses and moved away from the trash can.

His unexpected presence had ruffled me so much that I had even lost my sense of smell!

 "Are you here to see me?" I looked up at him with knitted eyebrows.

Our relationship had been under severe strain recently.

When we did meet occasionally in the company, he treated me like a total stranger.

Sometimes when we passed each other, he wouldn’t even spare a look at me.I couldn’t figure out what he was thinking.

Since he’d decided to treat me as a total stranger, he had no business getting involved in my private life.

That being said, why did he still come here from time to time? I just couldn’t fathom out this man.

"What are you doing?" George asked, ignoring my question.

He pointed at the waste I had deposited beside the trash can.

"Cleaning up the room."

of leaving.I would have given him the silent treatment had he not

near the subway station after work today.Do you think you can survive on all those

the topic.I was a little irritated with his question and

I ate was my business and didn’t

didn’t seem to bother about my indifference as usual and continued with a smile, "if you need

in disbelief, still puzzled about his

mean? Why did he sound conciliatory? Why did it even seem like he was

was such

choose between Jane and me.He couldn’t have his cake and eat it too.If he still refused to make a choice and we reconciled, then this problem would

our relationship while I was still in love with him and remembered him as a good man than to quarrel time and again and

memories that had filled our lives earlier.I turned around and tried to leave.I didn’t want

wrist and trapped me between himself and the

body, and his deep eyes were glaring at me.I read confusion

"Why?"

you a thousand times.I only have one request.You have to choose between Jane and me.If you can’t make a choice,

were many things that could not be

and I could not get

end up like our parents.I had a strong sense of deja vu.I didn’t want to be a nameless woman like Libby.I definitely didn’t want my children to

long betrayed us.She didn’t even get

too unbearable.I know how much my mother had suffered and I was

Saturday morning dawned, bright and cheerful, I prepared to pick up my mother from the hospital

excited than me.She drove early to my apartment

mistaken, I saw George’s car here just now.Did he stay at your place last night? Have

lying. Did Lucy say he had just left? Did that mean that he spent the whole night here? That

changed the topic and Lucy didn’t pursue her questioning.It was my first time to pick up my mother and bring

been recovering in the hospital for so long so I was looking forward to having

me? I’m Lucy; Helen’s friend," Lucy

my mother replied with a beautiful

my mother’s condition wasn’t that severe.She often visited me at the

was a flamboyant and

like such extroverts, but Lucy was an exception.She often spoke about Lucy even

and introverted.People can easily take advantage of