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.

been sleeping the whole time and she would need a thorough examination

be discharged from the hospital.It would be better for her recuperation if she went home rather

took it back from your

doctor handed me an envelope, and I

had passed away, my mother burned all his

his ashes were not

mother

I hated my father, I

no possessions left, so I had

belongings.He reached out to take it from me, but

things?" he asked

know.There's no

lied.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмI did not want to show him my father's suicide

ask any more questions.He just pulled me to a

our honeymoon," I

honeymoon trip in his hectic schedule.We were supposed to take wedding photos too, but we returned before we could fulfill any of our

embrace and comfortingly patted

have a lot of time.There'll

a long day, George and I hurried home by plane.I was on the

arms, exhaustion

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

down, her eyes seemed empty as if she

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

pierced through

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

I had been full of hatred towards him, believing that he had betrayed me

death was not enough to atone for his

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

me see the other side of my father.His love for me, which was hidden in

not ask me what had happened and just

few moments later, the doctor came out of my