"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.

and his voice was very

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

seemed to ask something again, and he did

said, "Even if she gave

Patrick continued.

breathing, it could be seen

to turn back to

and tried

"Where are my clothes?"

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

reason for her change

his hand, and she continued to dodge, but he

subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be

big quarrel was a

hearts, but neither of them wanted to open

moment they touched it, they would be in so

were scars in their hearts that would

was

head and asked him, "Did you change my

it, and his

things without

could resist

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

holding back a cough and

we doing?"

an employee and an employer? The

when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window, and could

do you want to eat?" He

Sophia shook her head.

want to

to forget her worries

the long coat from the sofa and put it on

refused, but he

is cold at night, and you might catch a cold"

expression was very natural.But

a naughty child who stole someone else's

well, and

utter a word.She just got off the car and went

also felt

she

she had just

changed her clothes and was about to go to work, but she saw the shirt and the long coat on

They were wrinkled.

ought to wash them

she arrived at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn

you feel about being trapped in the same elevator with

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