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.

doors whirred shut, my mother turned to me and asked curiously, “Are you and that man in a

friend from high school.We met again at work last

my place, my mother 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

help

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

did you piece all that together, Mom?"

for 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

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

that time, we hadn't seen each other

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

expecting them to never show their faces

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

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

her last sentence, I felt a lump

all over, Mom.Don’t think about it anymore.Besides, I’m a grown-up now.I'm no longer that girl that

came to me before, but now I have an idea.It’s because Jane likes

in my mother’s tone.Her hatred for Libby and Jane had been buried in her heart for more than

that she could finally let it out

for a while, I explained to

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

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

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

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

moment had been imprinted in my mind since it happened,

still felt

mother pressed, as if taking

do,”

like him, go after

just go get it without worrying about those who also like it.Don't worry about what I think because you have

ask you

and

won't give in to Jane again." I curled into a ball on the sofa while my mother held me inher

chatted for a while, and then without realizing it, I fell asleep.I felt relaxed because of

I woke up, I was

smell of food wafted in from the kitchen, and

went to the kitchen only to find George there,cooking while having a seemingly enjoyable conversation with my mother.He was

with a smile on his face, looking like a