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 curiously, “Are you

at work last year.Now he's one of my

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?”

help

out, my mother hadn't lost her power of observation to

all that

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 take good care of me without losing his patience?" My mother

hair and explained in a soft voice, “I have been wondering why Libbyand Jane suddenly came to

we hadn't seen

them was when they took your father’s

to never show

at the hospital for an

just 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,

sentence, I felt a lump in

that others used to bully." My mother rubbed her slightly tearful eyes

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

my mother’s tone.Her hatred for Libby and Jane had been buried in her heart for more than a decade, and during all that time, she had no

that she could finally let it out slowly,

while, I explained to

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

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

I liked him.I had liked him for a long

jumped off the subway platform to save my life without

had been imprinted in my mind since it happened, and I still thought about it from time

I still felt warm in my

mother pressed, as if

I do,” I admitted,

if you like him, go

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

bastard, used to ask you to give in

only cared about my dignity and pretended to be generous

choices.” “I know, Mom.I won't give in to Jane again." I curled into a

relaxed because

I woke up, I was

in from the kitchen, and

to find George there,cooking while having a seemingly enjoyable conversation with

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