Helen’s POV
It was a rare occurrence that I managed to get off work on time today.I thought if George hadn’t come
and got his stuff, I’d throw them into the trash can downstairs.
But the second I walked out of the elevator, I saw a tall man leaning against the door of my apartment
and fiddling with his smartphone with his head down.
George looked up when he heard my footsteps, "Did you change the lock?" he asked.
The way he spoke was exactly the same as when he came to my apartment for the second time.
"Did you block me on Instagram?" That was what he asked me at that time.
Within just a few months, everything had changed.
At the time, all I wanted was to have a fling with him and I didn’t desire a serious relationship.I merely
wanted to satisfy my carnal desires But now, I couldn’t deceive myself any longer.I couldn’t just look at
George as a fuck buddy.
For that reason, we couldn’t keep going on like this.
To be exact, I was the one who could no longer do this.
George couldn’t give me the sense of security and affection that I needed.I was scared that if we went on
like this, I’d sink even deeper.
In the end, I’d be struggling in the mud all alone.
Our relationship would become a nightmare that would haunt me forever, and it would chase me to the
end of my days and I wouldn’t be able to outrun it.
I pointed at the luggage beside him and calmly remarked, "You came just in time.Take the luggage
away.Because if you don’t, I’ll have to ask someone to send it back to you."
Even though I wanted to throw all his stuff into the garbage bin, a part of me wouldn’t dare do it.I planned
to just ask a delivery guy to send his stuff back to him.
Sadly, I didn’t have his address.
Where was I supposed to send his luggage? I didn’t think it would be a good idea to send it to Zhester
Technology, Now that I had thought about it carefully, I realized that even though we had been together
for months, he’d always go to my place, but he never invited me to his house.So, I didn’t even know
where he lived.It was easy to tell that he wasn’t serious with me.
He hid so many things from me, and he’d never even said that he liked me.
God, he didn’t even tell me his home address! Clearly, he had his shields up against me.So, was it really
necessary to keep maintaining this relationship? I smiled bitterly, took out the keys from my bag, and was
about to go in.
Suddenly, George grabbed my wrist, held my shoulders, and made me face him, so that we could stare
at each other’s eyes.
"Helen, there are lots of rumors going around in the company, but don’t listen to them.Jane and I are just
friends.There are lots of things that I don’t want to explain, because they’re utterly ridiculous and don’t
need any explaining: just like the rumor about me and Lucy.But if you feel uncomfortable about the
rumors, I’ll post a clarification and make things clear myself." I took a step back to get his hands off me.
"Don’t lump Lucy’s name with Jane’s.It sickens me!" I loathed that bitch Jane with every fiber of my being
Just hearing her stupid name could make my skin crawl.
Wearing a stern face, George asked, "So, the problem is Jane, huh? What on earth happened to you
two? Why do you hate her so much? I asked Jane about it, and she told me that nothing happened
between you two." "She said that?" I burst into laughter and remarked, "Fine.Whatever."
Jane clearly wanted nothing to do with me now.
All the money that my father embezzled in the past went into her and her mother’s pockets.But it wasn’t
enough for her.
She even got the nerve to come to my father’s funeral and called him "Dad" in front of everyone to
humiliate me and my mother.
Now that they were living a carefree life with my dead father’s money, it was only natural that Jane didn’t
want to admit to what she and her mother had done in the past.
George, on the other hand, obviously had a strong bond with Jane.I could tell that he believed in her.
He probably thought that I was just making a fuss out of nothing. Things had always been like this since I
was a child.
Whenever I had a conflict with Jane, my father always thought that it was my fault.He’d indiscriminately
take her side and would ask me to apologize.
And since he was my father, I couldn’t go against his wishes.
But, why should I have to endure what George had said? I didn’t want to go through this kind of torture
again, I had had enough.
From now on, he and I would only talk about business at work, so that I wouldn’t have to go through all
that pain again.
"Helen, that attitude won’t solve the problem.You need to calm down.If you don’t tell me anything, I won’t
be able to figure out a way to solve the problem between you and Jane," George remarked helplessly as
he leaned against the door.I shook my head and chuckled.He wanted to solve the strife between me and
her? My conflict with that bitch would never be solved for the rest of my life.
I knew that George wanted to help me, but unbeknownst to him, every time he mentioned Jane, it was
like he was rubbing salt on my wounds.
By now, my broken heart had almost gotten numb from the pain.
But even so, I still held a glimmer of hope for George.
Unwilling to give up, I asked, "George, the question remains.If you have to choose between me and
Jane, who would it be?" I knew in my heart that the question was unreasonable, but I waited for his
answer earnestly.
At this moment, what I wanted wasn’t a solution, but the right attitude.
It would be great if he was determined to stand by my side and was willing to share in my deep hatred.
As George looked into my eyes, he replied, "If you dislike her that much, I’ll try my best to avoid seeing
Jane in the future." His answer was much better than I expected, but it still wasn’t what I wanted.
I nodded in response.
"Got it.I won’t force you.From this day forward, we’re merely business partners.I’m sure that a man like
yourself won’t make things difficult for me or Hesmor Law Firm just because of a personal grudge, will
you?" Relationship and career were both important to me, and I wouldn’t give up on either easily.
Now that I had lost my love, I had to at least protect my career.
Right after I said that, I finally opened the door, and didn’t let George in.He no longer had any
possessions left in my apparent, so there was no need to let him in.
The moment I closed the door, I felt like my heart was bleeding.
My apathy and restraint were just facades that I manufactured.I was well aware that my feelings for
George were deeper than I’d imagined.It was no longer a simple crush.
Ever since he saved my life in Philly, I knew that I’d fallen deeply in love with him..
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