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 and

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

my place, my mother asked, "Client? Is he the one Jane likes? Jane and Libby came to the hospital last time and

help heaving

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

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 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 on her

you know that Jane liked him?" My mother gently stroked my hair and explained in a soft voice,

hadn't

was when they took your father’s money

been expecting them to never show their

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

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

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

grown-up now.I'm no longer that girl that

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

hatred for Libby and Jane had been buried in her heart for more than a decade, and during all that time, she had no way

it

thinking for a while, I explained to her the relationship between

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

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

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

my life without any regard at all for his

since it happened,

still felt

you?" my mother pressed, as if

do,” I

you like him, go

as I'm with you, if you like something, just go get it without

ask

selfish.I only cared about my dignity and pretended to be generous in front of him, which made you suffer

such by letting you make your own choices.” “I know, Mom.I won't give

asleep.I felt relaxed because of my mother's touch and

I woke up, I was

from the kitchen, and from where I was sitting,

whom was she speaking? I quickly got up and went to the kitchen only to find George there,cooking while having a seemingly enjoyable conversation with my mother.He was still wearing the white shirt that he had on when we

talking to my mother with a smile