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

my friend from high school.We met again at work last year.Now he's one of my clients," I denied without

the hospital last time and they told

help

out, my mother hadn't lost her power of observation to her mental illness.It was like she wasn’t

all that together, Mom?"

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 take good care of me without losing his patience?" My mother and I sat on the sofa.I rested my head

Jane liked him?" My mother gently stroked my hair and explained in a soft voice, “I have been wondering

we hadn't seen

saw them was when they took your

expecting them to never show their

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

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,

mom finished her last sentence, I felt a lump

girl that others used to bully."

“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 George likes you.Jane can't

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

that she could finally let it out slowly, she was very

for a while, I explained to

Jane.They studied abroad together, started their own business,

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

like him? Of course I liked

platform to save my

it happened, and I

when I did, I still felt warm in my

my mother pressed, as if taking my

I do,” I admitted,

if you like him, go after

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

that bastard, used to ask you to

dignity and pretended

know, Mom.I won't give in to

and then without realizing it, I fell asleep.I felt relaxed because of my mother's touch

I woke up, I

kitchen, and from where I was sitting, I

there,cooking while having a seemingly enjoyable conversation with my mother.He was still wearing the white shirt that

he was cooking, he looked dignified and elegant.He was talking to my mother with a smile on his face, looking like a warm ray