"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

her to have her own life," Patrick said on the

something again, and he did not answer

few seconds of silence, he still said, "Even if she gave birth to another

Patrick continued.

from his breathing, it could be seen that the other person

turn back to

retreated and tried to

"Where are my clothes?"

and I was worried that you would catch a cold if you continued

explained the reason

hand, and she continued to dodge, but he stubbornly

day, you must be hungry, right? What do you want to eat?" Patrick asked

this big quarrel

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

touched it, they would be in so much pain that

hearts that would

anymore when he was tired.He just wanted to hide and

and asked

and his smile was a little

say some hooligan things without offending people.It

one could

floor-to-ceiling window, and she trembled because

a cough

we doing?"

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

evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window,

want to eat?" He

Sophia shook her head.

want to

exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and sleep

not force her.He took the long coat

refused, but he did not

behind that shirt.It is cold at

expression was very natural.But he had different feelings

wore his long coat.She looked like a

did not fit her well, and it was also very

Sophia did not utter a word.She just got off the car and went to the building entrance.She wrapped her clothes

heart also felt

she also

had just recovered from

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

They were wrinkled.

to wash them first before

Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia and rushed over

about being trapped in

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