"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

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

other party seemed to ask something again,

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,

very upset and wanted to turn back to

retreated and tried to

"Where are my clothes?"

I was worried that you would catch a cold if you

explained the reason for

his hand, and she continued to

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

big quarrel was a

neither of them wanted to

in so much pain that

hearts that would

want to hate or complain anymore when he was

shook her head and asked him, "Did

and his smile was a little

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

could

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

cough and covered it

we

an employee and an employer? The definition was becoming unclear, as

even she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window, and could not help

want to eat?" He asked

Sophia shook her head.

too late.I want

wanted to forget her worries and sleep well in

the long coat from the sofa and put it on

refused, but he

shirt.It is cold at night,

very natural.But he had different

looked like a naughty

not fit her well,

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

heart also

day, she also caught a

that she had

but she saw the shirt

They were wrinkled.

she ought to wash them

Manager Office,

about being trapped in the same

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