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.

to me and asked curiously, “Are you and

work last year.Now he's one of my clients,"

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

couldn’t help heaving a

power of observation to her mental illness.It was like she wasn’t

you piece all that together,

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

gently stroked my hair and explained in a soft voice, “I have

time, we hadn't seen each other for

time I saw them was when they took your father’s

them to never show their

pestered me at the hospital for an entire week.” I listened

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 Bob's fault for dying and leaving us with nothing but suffering.If he only made things

finished her last sentence, I felt a

all over, Mom.Don’t think about it anymore.Besides, I’m a grown-up now.I'm no longer that girl that others used to bully." My mother

didn't understand why she and Libby came to me before, but now I have an idea.It’s because Jane likes George, and George likes

a hint of joy in my mother’s tone.Her hatred for Libby and Jane had been buried in

it out slowly, she

to her the

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

mother saw through me at a glance.She looked into my eyes and asked, "And what about you? Do you have feelings for that man? Do you like him?”

like him? Of course I liked him.I had liked him

platform to save my

since it happened,

still felt warm in

pressed, as if taking my

I do,”

if you like him,

now on, as long as I'm with you, if you like something, just go get it without worrying about those who also

that bastard, used to ask you to give

dignity and

you're also my 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 my mother held me inher arms

then without realizing it, I fell asleep.I felt relaxed because

woke up,

and from where I was sitting, I could hear

quickly got up and went to the kitchen only to find George there,cooking while having a seemingly enjoyable conversation with my

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