Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 725

I turned page by page and discovered my father's inner journey that spanned more than a decade.

This was the first time that I had peeked into his inner world.

My parents used to be very strict with me.

If I did something wrong, I would be disciplined immediately.

Even if I excelled at something, I was never rewarded.

So after his demise, it was inevitable for me to wonder иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм about who was more important to him: Jane or me? It was not until after reading snippets of his diary that I realized that my father had always loved my mother and me deeply.

Years after my father passed away, I finally got the answer to the question that had been bothering me.

I had some closure but I was still confused.

How did Libby and Jane feature in our story? Did he also love them as much as he loved us? Nothing appeared to be black and white.

There were too many grey areas.

Just then George's concerned voice came through, interrupting my thoughts.

"Helen, are you okay?” His voice was full of tenderness.

I wiped my tears and rushed to open the door.

Then I threw myself into his arms, holding on to him for dear life.

“What's wrong?” George asked, flicking my hair back.

His expression conveyed great worry.

I rested my face in his chest and shook my head slowly.

"I'm fine.

I just found out that Dad wrote to Mom and me before he took his life." I felt George's body stiffen when he heard my words.

Dad had mentioned George's father, Morton in his diary.

When Morton was transferred to Philly, Dad had already anticipated his end.

After calming down, I raised my head.

“Have you any idea what happened to my father?" As far as I knew, my father was always an upright and honest man.

mother and I, but also in front of

His character was blemish-free.

then he

The authorities had searched my

know that it was George's

"I

passed away

the superior in charge could not find anything conclusive, the case remained

he had committed suicide to protect his

was also seriously affected by this case.” “So was your father instrumental in my father's death?" If that were the case, then

and me

I could not extricate myself from the situation, I realized that there was a gap between us that would be impossible

husband she selected for me was the son of the man who had

much more complicated

all had their

just speculate who caused whose

wrong, then he deserves

your father was merely carrying out his

should not be blamed.” It seemed to

was still

that needed to be

to assimilate all the

we are together, no matter what happens, we can trudge through

change the

I didn't answer him because

against our relationship from the

father was, she would hit

The stakes were high.

back, I considered our

home, so I decided to go back to work at the

saw me back at the office so

teased, "What happened? Got divorced?" I didn't

computer and ignored his

the caring soul that he always was, asked Anya to have lunch with me during our

George and I must

Anya comforted me.

couples quarrel! Don't be too

on that dial!" I

ahead of time." иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм Anya then asked with concern, "Is there anything that we can help you with? If you need any help, feel free to ask us." “Thank you. But I

matter and not

lunch, we went back to the

I received a text message

are you related to Bob Dewar?" My heart almost jumped