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.

turned to me

met again at work

asked, "Client? Is he the one Jane likes? Jane and Libby came to the hospital last time and they told me that you worked in Jane's company.So Jane likes George, but George likes you.Am I right?”

couldn’t help heaving a

mother hadn't lost her power of observation to her mental illness.It was like she wasn’t even a psychiatric

did you piece all that together,

one, I’m not stupid, and for another, isn’t it obvious? Last time, he accompanied you to the hospital when you went to see me.Today, he gave you a ride and then took us home.A guy who doesn't like you won't do any of those things.Will an ordinary high school friend accompany you to a psychiatric hospital? Can he

mother gently stroked my hair and explained in a soft voice, “I have been wondering why Libbyand Jane suddenly

time, we hadn't seen each

I saw them was when they took your father’s money and ran

then, I'd been expecting them to never show their faces to

did they come back, they also pestered me at the hospital for

you run into them and they bully you? The more I thought about it, the

finished her last sentence, I felt a lump in my

grown-up now.I'm no longer that girl that others

those things anymore.Let’s talk about Jane.I didn't understand why she and Libby came to

and Jane had been buried in her

could finally let it out slowly,

to her the relationship

studied abroad together, started their own business, and trusted each other.”

mother saw through me at a glance.She looked into my eyes and asked, "And what

liked him.I had liked him for a long

jumped off the subway platform to save my life without any regard at all for

my mind since it happened, and I still thought about it from

when I did, I still

mother pressed,

I do,” I admitted,

you like

on, as long as I'm with you, if you like something, just go get it without worrying

bastard, used to ask you to give in

about my dignity and pretended to be generous in front

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 my mother held me inher

it, I fell asleep.I felt relaxed because of my mother's touch and

up, I was

food wafted in from the kitchen, and from where I was sitting, I could hear

while having a seemingly enjoyable conversation with my mother.He was still wearing

he was cooking, he looked dignified and elegant.He was talking to my mother with a