"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

for her to have her own

ask something again, and he did not answer

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

Patrick continued.

his breathing, it could be seen

very upset and wanted to turn

retreated and tried to

"Where are my clothes?"

and I was worried that you

the reason for her

continued to dodge,

fever has finally subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be

night after this big quarrel was a

both had strong emotions in their hearts, but neither of them wanted to open

it, they would be in so much

scars in their hearts that would bleed if

he was tired.He just wanted to hide and have a good

hungry” Sophia shook her head and asked him,

didn't deny it, and his

Patrick could say some hooligan things without offending

one could

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

holding back a cough and covered it with a

we

employer? The definition was becoming unclear, as well as the

not know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window, and

want to eat?" He

Sophia shook her head.

want to go

exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and sleep well

took the long coat from the sofa and put

he did

not wearing anything behind that shirt.It is cold at night, and you might

natural.But he had different feelings when

looked like a naughty

well, and it was

word.She just got off the car and went to the building entrance.She wrapped her clothes tightly, but she was still cold because of the cold

heart also

she also

that she had

to go to work, but she saw the shirt and

They were wrinkled.

she ought to wash them first before returning

Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia and rushed

in the same elevator with the president

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