"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

know.After being separated for so long, it's normal for her to have

to ask something again, and he

a few seconds of silence, he still said, "Even if she gave birth to another man's child, I don't

Patrick continued.

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

and wanted to turn back to

and tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

I was worried that you would catch

the reason for her change of

hand, and she continued to dodge,

subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be hungry, right? What do you want to

this big quarrel

but neither of them wanted to open that

in so much pain

in their hearts that would bleed if they reopened

want to hate or complain anymore when he was tired.He just wanted to hide and have a good

head and asked him, "Did you

didn't deny it, and his smile

hooligan things without offending people.It

could

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

was holding back a cough and covered it with a

we

an employer? The definition

was just that even she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over,

want to eat?" He asked

Sophia shook her head.

too late.I want to

felt exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries

her.He took the long coat from

but he

cold at

natural.But he

a naughty child

her well,

building, Sophia did not utter a 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

heart also felt

following day, she also caught a

even funnier was that she had just recovered from one not long

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

They were wrinkled.

she ought to wash them first before

arrived at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia and rushed

did you feel about being trapped in the same elevator with the president

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