Bye, My Irresistible Love

George's POV:

"Mrs.Affleck just showed up on her own and said she wanted to visit my father.I didn't bring her to Helen.She went to see her by herself.Don’t worry.She didn't make things difficult for her,"

Velma blabbered in haste as I pressed her.I couldn't find the slightest loophole in her words, but I knew my mother very well that she couldn't have gone to Velma's father for no reason.

Helen and I tried to be as careful as possible.How did my mother find out about us?

"Did she recommend Helen to Leeson Holdings?" I asked, holding myself back.

Why did she see Helen alone? How much did she know about our relationship? Why did she introduce new clients to Helen instead of telling her who she was? A million questions burned at the back of my mind.I couldn't figure out what could be my mother's intention, leaving me at a loss.

"I don't know.Maybe your mother meant well.She even exchanged contact details with Helen after she heard that she was a lawyer,"

Velma excused, clearing herself of responsibility.

"How did she know that I was with Helen?" I pried further, pinpointing the key point of the matter.

We never announced our marriage to the public.

Helen had her qualms about people catching wind of our secret, so she strictly maintained her distance from me outside our home.She never approached me unless necessary.

Despite our efforts, rumors still spread one after another.

The only saving grace was they simply thought we were dating or something.

"Look, I have no idea.Someone sent some photos of you with Helen to Mrs.Affleck.She came to me as soon as she received those photos.Even so, you can rest assured I didn't snitch on your marriage to her.I promise!" she insisted.

"Photos? I don't understand."

didn't

videos.The person behind this may be your rival in love or spites the Affleck family.Anyway, they are

who had the opportunity to snap our private moments and the motivation

Helen a hard time.She even offered her a job.Maybe it’s not as bad as you think.Anyway, I

voice trailing off, filled with

Kendal and I drove back home, albeit with dampened spirits, worse than our mood

all the people my Helen could meet, it had to be my mother.I clung to the hope that the woman could be

my fear.I hadn't brought my wife home for a

been a gentle and tolerant

accept Helen was far from

any rate, my parents would eventually discover our relationship, hence my

be best if I could get their consent and

not, I wouldn't

my mother had gone to see Helen as soon as

love for each other wouldn't stand my mother's

was too late to discuss this, I gave up, so I

I should take the night off and deal with my mother tomorrow.I crashed onto my bed, tossing and turning

there was a knock on the

the cook make your

morning, huh? I got up to wash

time I reached the dining area, it

was like the calm before the

father had left for work after breakfast, so it was

"Sure," my mother replied.