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.

had been sleeping the whole time

from the hospital.It would be better for her recuperation if

the parcel we've received.We took it back from your mother.Here

envelope, and I

had passed away, my mother burned all

ashes were

my mother took me out of

I hated my father, I sometimes still missed

had no possessions left, so I had nothing to

that it was my father's belongings.He reached out to take it from

these things?" he

no sender details on

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

me to a bench in the corridor

ruined our

sorry for George.It was difficult to squeeze the honeymoon trip in his hectic schedule.We were supposed to take wedding photos

tight embrace and

lot of time.There'll be next

long day, George and I hurried home

that my husband was holding me in his arms, exhaustion and anxiety came crashing

and closed my eyes to sleep.Not long after, the attending doctor came to

down, her eyes seemed

the doctor's instructions.I waited outside the door, clutching my father's

have pierced through

memories of the past.I did not have the courage to open it, nor could I bring myself to

had been full of hatred towards him, believing that

my heart, his death was

my father's kindness.I forced myself to hate him so as to distract myself from his

other side of my father.His love for me, which was hidden in my memory, surged out like tidal waves.I leaned against

had happened and just held

out of my