Enchanted By His Charm



Irish was like a sicko, and she also thought so. 

Generally speaking, Irish would never break into others' office because she was a psychologist, and she knew she would become a buffoon who performed antics before the public while others would come to watch the fun. Perhaps it was because of the sterile inner world of people which made them interested in such a farce.

However, sometimes people can't remain reasonable or calm all the time. It was like they were unable to keep calm if a robber robbed them and killed their family. Nobody could keep calm under such an occasion.

Irish could not bear her career being ruined by others again and again.

She lost her job at Linkus Mental Institution, and now she was discharged by the school. Nobody could bear that. Of course, there were two other reasons which drove her crazy. On the one hand, Irish loved her job, and she felt that losing her job deprived her of respect. On the other hand, Irish knew that Leo must be clear about the gossip since Fredrick was the psychological consultant, and he just let things drift which made her feel bitterly disappointed. Both of them told Irish that they cared about her, but now they left her to be attacked by others.

Leo didn't push her away, and compared with Irish's irritation, he remained calm and said in a low voice after a long while, "Irish, calm down."

"Calm down? How? You made me lose my jobs. How can I calm down?" yelled Irish. She paused for a while and then continued in a loud voice, "Leo, did I do something sorry for you? Why do you push me into such a dilemma?"

Reaching out, Leo held her arms and replied, "Irish, trust me, please. I really didn't mean to hurt you."

"But you did hurt me," responded Irish while shaking off his hand. She glared at Leo and added, "Do you know how important these two jobs are for me? I have been working hard in this field for so many years, and I have devoted myself to my work. I love this job, and I love my career, but now all of this is ruined by you. Why are you judging my work and making comments about my present work? Why do you ruin my life?"

"I am really sorry," said Leo. He could say nothing but kept apologizing. He was about to step in to hold her but was pushed away by Irish.

"You have to explain to me," said Irish with her teeth gnashing and her eyes filled with tears.

Heaving up and sighing, Leo thought for a while and then looked into her eyes. "I agree with Fredrick, and I think he is right."

"What?" Shocked, Irish didn't expect him to reply in this way.

"In fact, I think you are not fit for this job. Irish, try to find another job in other fields but not psychology," explained Leo slowly.

Irish was irritated by his words and shouted at him. "Leo, why are you saying this? Do you think you understand me? Why do you interfere with my career selection? It has nothing to do with you. You..."

"Irish, because I love you," Leo raised his voice and interrupted her. "Do you think it is just a minor problem? Even if Fredrick didn't make such a statement, others would discover it someday, and you would have to encounter the same problem. Irish, don't be on the wrong end. You do have a memory problem, and that is you are in a tight corner. It is not because of Fredrick's statement. It is better to get you out of this. You are my beloved woman, and I can't just leave you in pain."

Irish clenched her hands with her lips beamed into a thin line. Glaring at him, she then said word by word, "Leo, it sounds logical. You said that you love me, so you are going to ruin my life? Leo, you will have your own child someday, and your child will get older as time goes by, but will you kill him or her in advance just because you don't want your child to get old?" asked Irish.

"But if it can bring you happiness, I would like to ruin your career," replied Leo calmly.

"Leo, finally, you showed your true color. You are really a hero, but I am not a little kid, and I am capable of making a judgment, and I know where to go. I don't need you to tell me what to do. Well, since you put it this way, there is nothing to talk about with you. We are not friends anymore," replied Irish angrily.

She was about to leave when she finished her sentence.

However, she was stopped by Leo, and the next second, she fell into his arms. 

"Let me go!" shouted Irish, who kept struggling.

However, Leo didn't loosen his grip while his arms held her tightly. Irish could not get rid of his arms, and she was clear that Leo would not let her go, so she gave up struggling.

"I am sorry, Irish," said Leo again. He was furious when Irish was going to leave him.

On the one hand, he knew that Irish bore a grudge against him; on the other hand, he was afraid to lose her even if they always got along as friends. At the moment when Irish was going to step out of his office, Leo felt that he would lose her forever.

He never felt that way, and he kept apologizing to her, but he didn't want to let her go, so Leo clung to her, stopping her from leaving.

Humans were selfish.

Leo had been holding back his feelings for Irish and tried his best to keep Irish at a distance. But he clearly loved this woman deeply and couldn't get along with her as her friend.

Leo felt his heart was broken on Irish's wedding day, and he felt like a knife was piercing his heart. Nevertheless, Leo kept persuading himself that his best friend married happiness, and he even forced himself to be Joseph's groomsman to let go of his feelings for her.

However, when Irish finished her sentence and was going to leave, Leo felt like something was striking his head. 

"You can't let her go, or you will lose her forever," a voice told him.

Therefore, he decided not to let her go.

"I am not going to accept your apology," Irish struggled. "Let me go! Don't touch me!"

She seemed to be making her final farewell.

But her sentence was like a bomb to Leo. In the next second, Irish was pressed against the wall by Leo.

"What are you going to do?" Irish glared at him.

Her sharp glares hurt Leo, and he replied word by word, "There are many ways to protect a person. Do never think Joseph is the only one who loves you."

"I don't know if Joseph is the only one who loves me, but I am clear that I hate you so much," responded Irish firmly.

Both of them were agitated, and they gasped.

Leo was finally irritated by Irish's last sentence. His wisdom disappeared at the moment, and he lowered his head without any hesitation.

"What are...." Before Irish could finish her sentence, Leo kissed her abruptly. 

She felt hurt and tried to push him away.