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.

elevator doors whirred shut, my mother turned to me and asked curiously, “Are you and that man

met again at work last year.Now he's one of

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

couldn’t help

hadn't lost her power of observation to her

all that

then took us home.A guy who doesn't like you won't do any

and explained in a soft voice, “I have been wondering why Libbyand Jane

hadn't seen each other for

saw them was when

to never show their

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

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

sentence, I felt a lump

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

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, and George likes you.Jane

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

for a while, I explained to her the

deep relationship with Jane.They studied abroad together, started their own business, and trusted each other.” What

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

my life without any regard at all for

imprinted in my mind since it happened, and

still felt

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

do,” I admitted,

you like him,

go get it without worrying about those who also like it.Don't worry about

ask you to give

cared about my dignity and pretended to be generous in front of him,

forward, I will treat you as such by letting you make your own choices.” “I know, Mom.I won't give in

relaxed because

I woke up, I

of food wafted in from the kitchen, and from where I was sitting, I could hear my

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

he looked dignified and elegant.He was talking to my mother with a smile on his face, looking like a warm ray