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.

the elevator doors whirred shut, my mother turned to me and

again at work

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,

couldn’t help heaving a

her power of observation to

all that

do any of those things.Will an ordinary high school friend

hair and explained in a soft voice,

that time, we hadn't seen each

when they took your father’s money

I'd been expecting them to never show their faces to me

they come back, they also pestered me at the hospital

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

my mom finished her last sentence, I felt a lump

it anymore.Besides, I’m a grown-up now.I'm no longer that girl that others

she continued, “Very well.Let’s not talk about those 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 Jane likes George,

Jane had been buried in her heart for

let it out

for a while, I explained to

Jane.They studied abroad together, started their own business, and trusted each other.” What I said

saw through me at a glance.She 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

platform to save my life without any regard at all

it happened, and I still

I did, I still felt warm

mother pressed, as if taking

do,”

you like him,

on, as long as 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 you

bastard, used to ask you to

was stupid and selfish.I only cared about my dignity and pretended to be generous in front of

by letting you make your own choices.” “I know, Mom.I won't give in to Jane again." I curled into a ball on the sofa while my mother held

for a while, and then without realizing it, I fell asleep.I felt relaxed because of my mother's touch and presence.I didn’t know how

woke up, I

smell of food wafted in from the kitchen, and from where I

was she speaking? I quickly got up and went to the kitchen only to find George there,cooking while having a seemingly enjoyable conversation

talking to my mother with