"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

it's normal for her to

to ask something again, and he did not answer

said, "Even if

Patrick continued.

breathing, it could be seen

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

tried

"Where are my clothes?"

clothes were wet with sweat, and I was worried that you would

reason

his hand, and she continued to dodge, but he stubbornly checked

must be hungry, right?

big quarrel was a little

had strong emotions in their hearts, but neither of them

they touched it, they would be in so much

their hearts that would bleed if they reopened

or complain anymore when he was tired.He just

shook her head and asked him,

it, and his smile was

could say some hooligan things without offending

one could resist

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

cough and covered

we doing?" Sophia

and wife or an employee and an employer? The definition was becoming unclear,

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

to eat?"

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want to go

wanted to forget her worries and sleep well in

not force her.He took the long coat from the sofa

but he did not

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

expression was very natural.But

like a naughty child

did not fit her well, and it was also

got off the car and

also

day, she also caught a

was that she had just recovered from one not long

to work, but she saw the shirt and the long coat

They were wrinkled.

she ought to wash them first before

General Manager Office, Jenelyn

about being trapped in the same

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