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.

my mother turned to me and asked curiously, “Are you and that man

work

hospital last time and they told me that

help heaving

lost her power of observation to her mental illness.It was like she wasn’t even a psychiatric

piece all that

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

stroked my hair and explained in a soft voice, “I have been wondering why Libbyand Jane suddenly came

that time, we hadn't seen each other for

last time I saw them was when they took your

been expecting them to

me at the hospital for

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

finished her last sentence,

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

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, and George likes you.Jane can't deal with

was a hint of joy in my mother’s tone.Her hatred for Libby and Jane had been buried in

could finally let it out slowly,

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

a deep relationship with Jane.They studied abroad together, started their own business, and trusted

mother saw through me at a glance.She looked into my eyes and asked, "And what about you? Do you have

course I liked

the subway platform to save my life without any regard at

imprinted in my mind since it happened, and I still

I did, I still felt warm

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

do,”

like him,

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 have

ask you to give in to

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

treasure, and moving forward, I will treat you as such 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

felt relaxed because of my mother's touch

woke up, I was already

of food wafted in from the kitchen, and

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

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