"I'm sorry” Patrick had thousands of words prepared in his heart, but he could not say them all.

Patrick knew the weight of those three words.

Once he said them, there was no way out.

However, he knew that she needed to vent, and she needed to find a reason to vent her feelings.

It was not difficult to calm her resentment and anger.

It was difficult to heal the wound in her heart.

For the first time in so many years, Patrick admitted that he had done something he was unsure of.

Whether it was success or failure, he had no way of knowing.

They were both silent for a while.

Sophia closed her eyes, and she suddenly felt exhausted.

Just like the belief that had supported her for so many years had suddenly collapsed.

She waited for so many years and did not expect that he would only give her this explanation.

What could an apology change? Could it change the last five years of her drifting from place to place and enduring many hardships at that time? Or was he doing it to clear his conscience? Sophia didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

But why was love always so hurtful? Her body went soft all of a sudden, and she lost consciousness.

When Sophia woke up, it was nighttime already.

There was only the wall lamp on the side of the bed in the room, which emitted dim yellow light.

She looked around at the unfamiliar decorations in the room.

She was slightly startled for a few moments.

Everything in the room was orderly, symmetrical, and straightforward yet unexpectedly steady.

The spaces between the furniture and the layout reflected the serious and rigorous style of doing things.

The only person who could decorate like this was Patrick.

Was this his home? She pulled the blanket from her body and wanted to get out of bed only to find that the clothes on her body had been changed.

The original gray dress had been changed into a man's plaid shirt.

The shirt was very long, about the same length as her skirt.

But she was not wearing anything besides it.

She walked barefoot but heard a low male voice.

the phone, and his voice was

it's normal for her to have her own life," Patrick

party seemed to ask something

of silence, he still said, "Even if she gave birth to another man's

Patrick continued.

and from his breathing, it could be seen that the

other party hung up the phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back to get the cigarette, but then

tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

I was worried that you would

the reason

his hand, and she continued to

day, you must be hungry, right? What do you want to

night after this big quarrel

in their hearts, but neither of them wanted to open that can of

in so much pain that they

were scars in their hearts that would

complain anymore when he was tired.He just

shook her head and asked him, "Did you

and his

world, only Patrick could say some hooligan things without offending people.It was the same as his

could

the floor-to-ceiling window, and she trembled because

cough and covered

we

and wife or an employee and an employer? The definition was becoming

was just that even she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into

want to

Sophia shook her head.

want to go

exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and sleep

force her.He took the long coat

refused, but he

wearing anything behind that shirt.It is cold at night, and you might catch a cold" Patrick

was very natural.But he

a naughty child who stole

her well, and it was also

just got off the car and went to the

also felt

day, she also caught

funnier was that she had just recovered from one not

to go to work, but she saw the shirt and the long coat

They were wrinkled.

she ought to wash them first

arrived at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn

you feel about being trapped in

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