"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.

on the phone, and his voice was

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

to ask something again, and he did not

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

Patrick continued.

from his breathing, it could be seen that

the other party hung up the phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back to get the cigarette, but then he saw her.He walked over and

tried to

"Where are my clothes?"

that you would catch

calmly explained the reason for

and she continued to dodge, but he stubbornly checked

for a day, you must be hungry, right? What do you

this big quarrel was a

emotions in their hearts, but neither of them

they touched it, they would be in so much pain that they

scars in their hearts that would bleed

was tired.He just wanted to

hungry” Sophia shook her head and asked him,

deny it, and his smile was

without

one could

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

was holding back a cough and covered it with

we doing?"

ex-husband and wife or an employee and an employer? The definition

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

you want to eat?"

Sophia shook her head.

too late.I want to

exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and sleep well in

long coat from the sofa and

he did

is cold at night, and you

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

wore his long coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole someone

did not fit her well, and it was

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

also felt

following day, she also caught a

that she had just recovered

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

They were wrinkled.

wash them first before returning them to

she arrived at the General Manager Office,

trapped in the same elevator

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