Bye, My Irresistible Love

Helen's POV:

I was not surprised at Jane's appearance.This hotel had been her residence, ! presume, because of me.So I wondered what her purpose might be, given that she flew from New York.

When she sat next to me, I glanced at her casually.

"What would you like to drink?"

Jane ordered the same juice I had and we both leisurely watched the fun by the sea.

After a while, she confessed, "Helen, you know what? I've been envious of you since I was a child.

Back then, no matter how enthusiastic Dad was during his stay with me, he still rushed to be with you once our time was up.He never failed to prioritize you.

Later on, the realization hit me in the head.

Early in life, he wanted me to learn that we're very different.

An illegitimate child will always be an illegitimate child.His legal wife's child would always hold a special place in his heart."

The absence of emotions in her voice made her seem distant.It was like she was sharing her story with a mere stranger.I gaped at her, puzzled why she suddenly mentioned our father.It had been the first time we talked about him so peacefully since he passed away.I thought it was ridiculous, but lots of things had already happened.

What was the point of bringing it up now? Jane continued, "I'm jealous of you.When we were little, Dad drove you to and from school every day, while I could only call him uncle in public.Do you know how much it pained me to call him that? When the teacher praised you for playing the piano well, he looked very proud.From then on, I studied hard to be better than you, yet my excellent grades still meant nothing to him."

She sighed and fell silent.

care about my mother and me, not in the real way.I didn't need to be excellent as long as I played the obedient daughter and let him raise me the way he like.I didn't figure it out until

to

our

he pressured me to

helped us see things in a new light, though we had

Dad never treated

the misery my

us suffer? Jane fell silent for a moment,

end.Despite embezzling tons of money, he refused to take it to

eyes met hers, seeking if she

corrupt practices to maintain an upright image in

a hint of bitterness.It then occurred to

me to be

up to him, thinking he was my

do anything shady, and that was also

sparked mixed emotions inside me.I asked in confusion, "Did you

have traveled all the way here for

you know who George's father is? He worked in Philly when Dad died.At that time, he had been there for only three years, and without warning, our father just committed suicide.Do you think it was all a coincidence? Helen, you are with the son of our father’s murderer.Fate is cruel, isn't

a hard time processing the

was, I uttered, "What

You're pretending to be clueless, huh? George's father killed ours.Dad left a letter addressed to you and your mother, which my mother kept for

he leave