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

doctor suggested she be discharged from the hospital.It would be better for her

we've received.We took it back from your

me an envelope, and I took it with my trembling

had passed away, my mother burned all

ashes

later, my mother took me out of

I hated my father, I sometimes still missed

no possessions left, so I had nothing to commemorate

it was my father's belongings.He reached

these things?" he asked the

don't know.There's no sender

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

to a bench in the corridor and waited with me

ruined our honeymoon," I

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

wrapped me in his tight embrace and comfortingly patted me on

still have a lot of time.There'll be

hurried home by

my husband was holding me in his arms, exhaustion and

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

mother had calmed down, her eyes seemed empty as if she were

cooperative of the doctor's instructions.I waited outside

pierced through my heart, and it

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

my father passed away, I had been full of hatred towards him, believing that he had betrayed me and my

was not enough to

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

Jane's words made me see the other 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 face, wetting his

did not ask me what had happened and

came out of my