Bye, My Irresistible Love

Helen's POV: 

Early in the morning on the weekend, George drove me to the hospital to pick up my mother.I spoke with the doctor to see if I could take her home for recuperation.

The doctor thought it wasn't a good idea to discharge my mother from the hospital at this time.

Although my mother had almost recovered, I still couldn't take her care lightly..

With the kind of mental disease that she had, she could relapse at any moment.So I decided to just pick her up and take her home on weekends as we had planned before.

On the way home, my mother and I sat in the backseat while George drove.My mom kept looking at George and then at me, seemingly lost in thought.I hadn't figured out how to define the relationship that existed between me and George.I had once made my mind to break up with him, but because of my mental condition, he appeared again in my life, and I grew dependent on him.

It was hard for me to say what George and I were to each other.

We were clearly way past being just friends, but at the same time, we were not lovers.

In my opinion, we were not quite there yet.My mother was being much calmer than I had anticipated.She was very quiet the entire trip.She didn’t ask any questions or make any comments.

When we were about to reach our destination, my mother suddenly whispered in my ear, “Are Libby and Jane causing trouble for you?" 

"No.”

Jane went abroad.

Libby went to Philly to visit her family." I knew my mother was worried, so Ianswered honestly.

“Okay,” my mother said.

After that, she didn’t ask anything more.

Soon, George pulled over in front of the apartment building.I didn't invite him in because my mother was with me.

"Thank you so much for today." 

After saying that, I took my mother’s hand and led her to my place.

George didn't follow me, but my mother repeatedly looked back at him.

When we entered the elevator, George was still standing there.My mother smiled at him.

George returned her smile and nodded politely to her.

whirred shut, my mother turned to me and asked

work last year.Now he's

Is he the one Jane likes? Jane and Libby came to the hospital last time and

help heaving a

my mother hadn't lost her power of observation to her mental illness.It

did you piece all

you a ride and then took us home.A guy who doesn't like you won't do any of those things.Will

know that Jane liked him?" My mother gently stroked my hair and explained in

that time, we hadn't seen each other for

I saw them was when they

expecting them to never

pestered me at the hospital for an entire

intended to see how miserable I am now, they wouldn’t have to go to the hospital for a whole week straight just to say nonsense in my face.At that time, I couldn't figure out their real purpose.The more I couldn't discern their objectives, the more scared I got.So I began to worry about you.What if you run into them and they bully you? The more I thought about it, the worse my headaches got.I was anxious, irritable, and couldn't get a good night's sleep, so I wanted to leave the hospital.But no matter what I did or how much I begged, they wouldn’t let me leave.It's all

mom finished her last sentence, I felt

a grown-up now.I'm no longer that girl that others used to bully." My mother rubbed her slightly tearful eyes and came to

“Very well.Let’s not talk about those things anymore.Let’s talk about Jane.I didn't understand why she and Libby came to me before, but now I have an idea.It’s because Jane likes George, and

had been buried in her heart for more than a decade, and during all that

could finally let it

explained to her the

relationship with Jane.They studied abroad together, started their own business, and trusted

and asked, "And what about you? Do you have feelings for that man?

I liked him.I had liked him

to save my life

my mind since it happened, and I still

when I did, I still felt warm

like him, don't you?" my mother pressed, as if

I do,” I admitted,

if you like him, go after

something, just go get it without worrying about those who also like it.Don't worry about what

used to ask you to give

cared about my dignity and pretended to be generous in front of him, which

treasure, and moving forward, I will treat you as such by letting you make your own choices.” “I know, Mom.I won't give in to Jane again." I curled into a ball on the sofa while

I fell asleep.I felt relaxed because of my mother's touch and presence.I didn’t know how long

up, I was already

smell of food wafted in from the kitchen, and from

there,cooking while having a seemingly enjoyable conversation with my mother.He was still wearing the white shirt that he had on when we went to pick up my

was talking to my mother with a smile on his face, looking like a warm ray of sunshine