"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.

was on the phone, and his voice was very

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

something again, and he did not answer

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

Patrick continued.

party spoke a lot more, and from his breathing, it could be seen that

up the phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back to get

tried to

"Where are my clothes?"

I was worried that

explained the reason for her change

his hand, and she continued to

fever has finally subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be hungry, right? What do you want to eat?"

after this big quarrel

in their hearts, but neither of them wanted to open

the moment they touched it, they would be in so much pain that they would be drenched in

hearts that would

anymore when he was tired.He just wanted to hide and have

head and

his smile was a little

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

could

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

cough

we doing?"

and an employer? The definition was becoming unclear, as well as the boundaries between

did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over,

want to eat?"

Sophia shook her head.

want to

her worries and sleep well

the long coat from the sofa and put it on

but he

shirt.It is cold at night, and you might catch a cold" Patrick

he said this, his expression was very natural.But he

long coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole

her well, and it was also

they arrived at her apartment building, Sophia did not utter a word.She just got off the car and went to the building entrance.She wrapped

also

she also caught

had just recovered from one not

but she saw the shirt and the long coat on the

They were wrinkled.

she ought to wash them first before returning them to

the General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw

did you feel about being trapped in the same elevator

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