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

friend from high school.We met again at work last year.Now he's one of my clients," I

entered 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

help

mother hadn't lost her power of observation to

all that

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

did you know that Jane liked him?" My mother gently stroked my hair and explained in a soft voice, “I have been wondering why Libbyand Jane

we hadn't seen each other for

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

expecting them to never

come back, they also pestered me at the hospital for an entire week.” I listened carefully and

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,

my mom finished her last sentence, I felt a lump in

think about it anymore.Besides, I’m a grown-up now.I'm no longer that girl that others used to bully." My mother rubbed her slightly tearful eyes and came

she and Libby came to me before, but now I have an idea.It’s

and Jane had been buried in

that she could finally let it

for a while, I explained to her the relationship between Jane and

abroad together, started their own business, and trusted each other.” What I said was objective and

a glance.She looked into my eyes and asked, "And what

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

my life without any regard

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

I still felt warm in my

don't you?" my mother pressed, as if taking my silence for

do,” I admitted,

if you like him, go after

it without worrying about those who also like

used to ask you to give

about my dignity and pretended to be generous

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

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

up,

food wafted in from the kitchen, and from where I

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

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