"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.

on the phone, and

normal for her to have

something again, and he did not answer

if she gave birth to another man's child,

Patrick continued.

spoke a lot more, and from his breathing, it could

phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back to get the cigarette, but then he saw

tried

"Where are my clothes?"

wet with sweat, and I was worried that you would catch a cold if

calmly explained the reason for her

his hand, and she continued to dodge, but he stubbornly

finally subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be hungry, right? What

night after this big quarrel was

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

in so

were scars in their hearts that would

he was tired.He just wanted

head and asked him, "Did you

it, and his smile was a

some hooligan things without offending

one could resist

night wind blew into the floor-to-ceiling window, and

back a cough and covered it with

are we doing?"

ex-husband and wife or an employee and an employer? The definition was becoming unclear, as

even she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into

want to eat?"

Sophia shook her head.

want to

to forget her worries

took the long coat from the sofa

but he did not

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

natural.But he had different feelings

his long coat.She looked like a naughty child who

fit her well, and it was also very

did not utter a word.She just got off the car and went to the building entrance.She wrapped her clothes tightly,

heart also felt

day, she also caught

was even funnier was that she had just

to work, but she saw the shirt and the long coat on the rack by the

They were wrinkled.

thought she ought to wash them first before returning them to

at the General Manager Office,

you feel about being trapped in the same elevator

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