Bye, My Irresistible Love

Helen's POV:

"Why did you give the package to my mother? You should know, among all people, that she can't be stimulated."

"W-we didn't give it to your mother.She took it when we weren't looking.We strictly follow your order.We planned to call you first to confirm if we could give the package to your mother.If you say no, we won't hand it to her."

"We've sedated your mother, and she has calmed down.But I still hope you can come to the hospital as soon as possible."

I hung up the phone and rushed back to the hotel.Then, I went straight to George's study.His meeting should be over by now.

Thankfully, it was.

When I walked in, he had just turned his computer off.

When he saw me standing there with worry and apprehension written all over my face, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"George, please book a flight to New York this instant.We have to go back there immediately."

"What happened? Don't worry.You can tell me anything."

George took out his phone and booked the tickets as he spoke.

"The doctor called and said that my mother was in poor condition.I have to see her ASAP," I reasoned out, but it was not entirely the truth.

I did not mention my father to George.

Right now, the most important thing to do was to return to New York to visit my mother.I had no way of knowing whether or not what Jane had told me was the truth, so I decided not to tell George about it.

At least, not yet.

If my father had a history with his father, George should have found out about it long ago.

If that was the case, it meant that he had kept it a secret from me and his family.I could not imagine the stress he would suffer if this matter was exposed.I was sad and, at the same time, moved.

George had always shielded me from negative news and made sure I had nothing to worry about.It was already early in the morning when we finally arrived at the hospital.

whole time and she would need a thorough examination

not have a relapse, the doctor suggested she be discharged from the hospital.It would be better for her recuperation if she went home rather than stay in

parcel we've received.We took

an envelope, and I took

passed away, my mother burned all his

his ashes were

mother took

I hated my father, I sometimes

possessions left, so I had

no idea that it was my father's belongings.He reached out to take it from

these things?" he asked the doctor

don't know.There's no sender

friend of my mother," I lied.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмI did not want to show him my father's suicide note, so I made up

ask any more questions.He just pulled me to a bench in the corridor and waited

ruined our

in his hectic schedule.We were supposed to take wedding

embrace and comfortingly patted

lot

George and I hurried home by

holding me in his arms, exhaustion and anxiety came crashing to me all at

leaned against his chest and closed my eyes to sleep.Not long after, the attending doctor

down, her eyes seemed empty

instructions.I waited outside the door, clutching

seemed to have pierced through my heart, and it

past.I did not have the

of hatred towards him, believing that he had

in my heart, his death was not enough to atone for

years, I did not try to recall my father's kindness.I forced myself to hate him so as to distract myself from his

side of my father.His love for me, which was hidden in my memory, surged out like tidal waves.I leaned against George's chest and tears streamed down my

ask me what had

of my mother's ward after doing the routine