George's POV:
After leaving my parents’ house in Washington, I flew back to New York through the night.I felt terrible
when I fought with them.I actually had been trying hard and holding back from the very beginning, or
else they would have messed with Helen even more.
But they really went too far this time.
Fortunately, I picked up on my mother investigating Helen's family background before it was too late.I
intercepted her findings with fake reports to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Despite my efforts, I knew that I couldn't hide it forever.
Sooner or later, they will find out the truth.
The fact that Helen's mother was staying in a psychiatric ward would be frowned upon by the Affleck
family.I loved Helen so much that I would do anything to protect her.
When I got home, Helen sat on the sofa, watching TV alone.Her tender skin glowed under the light
from the television.
While admiring her from a distance, a faint red mark on her face caught my attention.She seemed to be
sleepy that she struggled to keep her eyes open.
Maybe she was looking forward to my arrival that she hadn't gone to bed.My heart softened.I walked
quickly to my wife and checked, "Why don't you go to bed?"
"I'm waiting for you."
Helen stood up and threw herself into my arms.She reached out and cupped my face, giving me a
concerned look.Her eyes were misty.
The touch of her hand felt warm on my cheek, so I leaned in to kiss her.
Helen raised her head to meet my lips.I caressed her soft hair and went to the fridge to get an ice bag
to apply to her face.
"Does it still hurt?" She shook her head.
How could it not hurt? She was only saying it to make me feel better.
My mother probably slapped her forcefully to think the mark it left had not faded away.
Helen must have been helpless.
My mother lashed out at her, yet she would rather hide it from me so I wouldn't get worried.I couldn't
help but kiss her forehead, hoping it would ease her pain.I wouldn't let anyone hurt her anymore.
After a while, I handed the ice pack to her and went to the bathroom to clean up.
Helen followed me.
As I brushed my teeth and washed my face in front of the wash basin, she stood by the bathroom door
and peered at me quietly like a little lost puppy.
Once done, I headed to the shower.
Much to my surprise, the love of my life was still by the door, ogling at me.I teased, "Why are you still
here? Do you want to shower together with me?"
Perhaps I was smiling like an idiot while unbuttoning my shirt.
To have my dear wife stare at me like this swept all of my qualms away, a sense of relief taking over
me.
Helen lifted her chin, snorted, and left with the ice pack still on her face.
Watching her receding figure, I let out a chuckle before freshening up.
When I came out, Helen was almost asleep.I hugged her from behind, my head against her neck, and
held her hands tightly.
Just being in this position with her made me feel giddy.
Each time our hands touched, it was electrifying.I grew fond of being this intimate with her that I always
interlocked my fingers with her.
Helen tilted her head and wondered why I liked holding her hands Ike this.I replied, "It's the same as
connecting our hearts."
It was one of the reasons.The other was that I just liked Helen’s hands.They were soft and slender.I
noticed it when I saw Helen playing the piano on the stage back in high school.Her fingers danced
along with the music.At that moment, I knew it was love at first sight.
After chatting with her, I craved more of her.Cradling her in my arms to sleep did not satisfy me.I kissed
her again and again, eventually lifting the hem of her clothes and stroking her delicate skin.
My movements kept her awake.She wrapped her arms around my neck and returned my kisses
passionately.Her eyes were brimming with affection, assuring me that I was the only one in her heart.
Our kisses became more intense all of a sudden.I tried to be as gentle as I could though, avoiding my
wife's inflamed cheek.
Finally, Helen felt like dozing off.She rested herself against my chest.I kissed her forehead and said,
"Honey, let's go on our honeymoon."
Conveniently, there wasn't much to attend to in the company.
The Zhester Technology suffered through a storm, but it was now stable.I was training a professional
manager recently to do things on my behalf.
Plus, Helen had already finished her work with Leeson Holdings, which meant she had some free time
to spare at the moment.It was the best time to go on a trip with her.
"Let's do it later.I know that the real estate project is over.Still, I don't know when the next one will be,
and I have to look for clients myself."
Helen sounded uninterested.She then drifted to slumber while I, on the other hand, couldn't sleep a
wink.
I took out my phone to browse for ideal honeymoon places.
We couldn't go too far, considering Helen's mother was staying in a hospital.We needed a place with
good scenery so we could do our wedding photo shoot as well.
I glanced at the woman sleeping soundly in my arms.I brushed my fingers lightly against her cheek,
and my heart ached for how much I loved her.
When we were in high school, I was still kind of confused about love.
True, I mustered up the courage to call Helen to tell her how I felt about her, but sadly things didn't work
out as I expected.
During the years I studied abroad, it had become a habit of mine to check Helen's social media
account.I had no idea what I wanted.Then I returned home, planning to pursue Helen by taking things
slowly.
However, I failed to control myself and just slept with her the very night we met again.I acknowledged
that it was a mere infatuation, denying it was anything more than that.
However, my feelings for her fervently burned as time went by.
Once the realization hit me, I was already deeply in love with her.
For me, Helen was my soul mate.
All of the qualities I imagined my wife would have, she possessed.I stared at her the whole night, still in
awe that I had married the woman of my dreams.
When Helen woke up that morning, she asked, "Did you stay up all night?"
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