Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chana's POV:

George's mother called him several times in succession, but he refused to answer her calls.He asked me sternly to hang up the phone.I tried to answer it and put the phone on the table, hoping he would say something, but he hung up directly.He was silent from the beginning to end.

After hanging up the phone, he went right back to his studies.He was stoic.

No joy or anger was written on his face.His studies were his only source of interest.

Absolutely nothing else intrigued him.He had become like an empty shell.

Although he had heard that his grandfather was lying on his deathbed, his expression did not change at all.

His mother was very anxious and called me dozens of times to persuade him to return home and see his grandfather one last time.

But it was impossible to convince a man who had lost his soul.I heard about George's divorce through Boswell.

Not much information about the divorce was shared so I didn't know much.

But I had heard the name Jane crop up.

Later, I tried again to persuade him to go back and see his grandfather lest he had any regrets later, but George kept on studying as if he hadn't heard me speak.I wanted to broach the subject again.

He sensed it and shot a cold glare at me.

"Why don't you go there for me on my behalf?"

How could somebody else do it for him? Then I chose to shut my big mouth rather than respond.

As George's assistant for so many years, I knew him very well.

Once he had made a decision, no one could change it.

A few days later, Kendal, George's close friend, came to the base.

I knew him because he had called George on many occasions before, and he was the only one who had the guts to shout at George on the phone.

Seeing a savior in him, I immediately took him to George's research base on the third floor.

Kendal's POV:

My flight was ten hellish hours.

wanted to take out my irritability and temper

hadn't seen each other for three years.He seemed

arrogance and cold demeanor

was clear that he had not come

could tell that he was dead on the inside.I didn't know how

me, his expression was still cold and

apart from me meant nothing to

just said, "Don't touch

I almost thought we had met just a day ago.I pulled a chair

when will

He didn't answer me.

greater attention and tapped rapidly on the keyboard with his slender fingers.I looked around the studio and found that it

stacked with cold machines and

these things every day so obviously he would not act like a normal person.I didn't come here to watch him work, so I asked directly, "When will

asked me roughly after he finished typing the last

to take you back.Pack up

already booked the tickets for the return

were only three hours left before the plane

on our side so

came to see George not because I was entrusted by the Affleck family, but because I didn't want George to have any regrets after his grandfather died.I knew better than

grandfather being gravely ill, he must be in sheer

he didn't see his grandfather before he succumbed, he would regret it

didn't want him to endure any more pain.I had come here with my mind fully made up that I would take George back with me, come hail or

was willing to come

slip sleeping pills into

for a long time, not

thought he

slowly looked away and resumed his

long will you continue staying here? You can't just bury yourself in your work for the rest of your

his studio.He drowned himself in research to paralyze himself against his

was self- torture and

plane was about to take off in less than three hours, but he was still staring at these cold machines, with no intention of going back with me.I had no choice but to go out and consult with

with me, by force if necessary.But I couldn't do this all by myself.I needed

to kidnap George, she

lying down.I

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