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

my friend from high school.We met again at work last

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?”

couldn’t help heaving a

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

you piece all that

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

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

that time, we hadn't seen

last time I saw them was when

to never show their faces to

not only did they come back, they also pestered me at

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

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

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

a hint of joy in my mother’s tone.Her hatred for Libby and Jane had been buried in her heart for more than a decade, and during all

could finally let it out slowly, she was

to

their own business, and trusted each other.” What I said

my mother saw through me at a glance.She looked into my eyes and asked, "And

I liked him.I had liked

save my life without any regard at

my mind since it happened, and I

still felt

like him, don't you?" my mother pressed, as if

do,”

if you like him, go after

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

ask you to give

and pretended to be generous in front of him,

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

realizing it, I fell asleep.I felt relaxed because of my mother's touch

woke up, I was already

and from where I

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

mother with a smile on his face,