Chapter 652: Willing To Marry Her

Helen's POV:

After that, my mother suddenly stood up and hurried to my bedroom. She started rummaging through
my wardrobe, pulling out drawers and yanking out what was in them to look for something.She tossed
all the clothes out and littered the floor with them.She even checked the drawers of my night stands

Before long, my bedroom was a complete mess.It instantly turned into a wasteland of random things.

Mom's mood changed so fast that I didn't have time to react.

When I snapped back to my senses, I saw her find a box of condoms in one of the drawers.My
mother’s hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Her eyes were fixed on the box, and her face turned frighteningly gloomy.I was dumbfounded as well.

George used to keep a lot of condoms here when he was living here, but after he moved away, I threw
them all out.I didn’t know that I missed one box.

Mom looked at me, her eyes red with rage and disappointment.

She hurled the box of condoms at me and cursed, “How could you do this? How could you indulge
yourself like this?” W My mother’s mind was closedto things like this, and my father's betrayal had
made her more sensitive about the topic of sex.She had allowed me to fall in love, but she couldn’t
stand the idea of me having sex before marriage.I understood that she was worried that I would be hurt
or repeat her mistakes, so no matter how much she cursed me,I didn't react.I just let her take out her
frustrations on me.Overwhelmed by her emotions, my mother soon became out of control and began
hitting me with all her might.Every slap that I got from her was painful beyond words.

I bit my lip to prevent myself from crying out in pain, and a sense of helplessness arose in my heart.



The noise in the bedroom was so loud that it soon alerted George who was washing dishes in the
kitchen.He rushed in, stood protectively in front of me, and took my mother’s beating.

"Please calm down." His appearance enraged my mother even more.

She gritted her teeth, picked up the pen holder on the desk, and threw it at him.

George had to protect me, so he wasn't able to dodge my mother’s attack in time.The pen holder hit
him in the forehead.

My mother had lost herself in a fit of anger.She hit George so hard that she nicked his forehead and
blood quickly came gushing out.I could only stare in horror.

The sight of blood scared Mom.She suddenly halted and slowly came to her senses.

Looking all guilty, she stepped forward and looked at the wound on George’s forehead.

“Oh, my God.Are you okay? I didn’t mean to do that.I’m so sorry.”

“I’m fine.Don’t worry.Let's just take a deep breath and relax."

George cared neither about the wound on his forehead nor my mother’s temporary bout of
madness.He patiently comforted her, treating her like she was his own mother.

My mother took several deep breaths with George and finally calmed down and sobered up.She kept
apologizing to George and to me.

Looking at my mother's face, I felt sad, but my embarrassment was much greater.I had just been forced
to show the worst side of my life to George.I sleepwalked, I saw things that didn't exist, I was going
cuckoo and so was my mother.

Everything was terrible, and he saw it all.



Looking at the bloody wound on his forehead, I couldn't control my emotions anymore.I broke free from
his arms and shouted at him, “Who told you to come here? Why did you have to show up? Get out!”

I felt so humiliated that he saw this messy side of my life without my consent.

“Don’t be angry with George, Helen.It’s all my fault.It really is.I lost my temper.I'm sorry." My mother
gripped George's clothes tightly to stop him from leaving.

"George, let me help you treat your wound and bandage it.” George was forced to sit down on the living
room sofa.

My mother immediately took out the first aid kit and disinfected and treated his wound.She moved
quickly and efficiently.

Looking into her eyes, I found that she was lucid.

There were no more traces of madness in her eyes at all.

George's wound wasn't that big, but I supposed my mother had cut him deeply enough for his wound to
take a bit of time to clot.

A few drops of blood slid down the side of his face down onto his shirt, which made me wince.

Sitting on the sofa, he stared at me with his bloodshot eyes.

Nobody knew what he was thinking about.I returned his stare, and I thought that maybe it was good
that he got to see all this.

Although it was terrible, it was my current life, If he couldn’t accept it, then he should just leave and
never mess with me from now on.



Nobody deserved a life like this, myself included.

And anyone who would take the initiative to join me in this chaos was either stupid or also mad.

“All right,” my mother suddenly said.

After cleaning and treating George's wound, my mother carefully bandaged it.I looked at his forehead
and couldn’t help laughing.I didn't mean to, but I just found it so funny.

George looked like a ninja turtle after my mother was done with him.He was still a handsome man, but
with the bulky bandage on his head, he looked like a cartoonish, disabled little animal.

My mother had finally calmed down completely and stopped being hysterical.

She sat on the sofa between me and George.

She looked at the two of us and then said seriously, “What are you two going to do now?”

“Don’t get involved in your business, Mom," I interrupted her immediately.

My mother glared at me and snapped, “Shut up.George, tell me.What do you plan to do moving
forward?"

“Cut it out, Mom.He’s busy.Maybe another day…I tried my best to shake my head at George, gesturing
him to leave.Normally, he would instantly get what I wasn't saying directly, but now, he just sat there
and stared at me like he didn’t understand what I was trying to tell him…


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