"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 very

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

seemed to ask something

still said, "Even if she gave birth to

Patrick continued.

lot more, and from his breathing, it could be seen

the phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back to get

tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

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

calmly explained the reason for her change

reached out his hand, and she continued to dodge, but he

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

big quarrel was a

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

would be in so much pain that they would

their hearts that would bleed if they

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

and asked him, "Did you change

his smile

world, only Patrick could say some hooligan things without offending people.It was the same as his

one could resist

into the floor-to-ceiling window,

was holding back a cough and covered it

we

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

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

you want to eat?" He asked

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want

exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and sleep well

the long coat

refused, but he

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

his expression was very natural.But he had

looked like a naughty child who stole someone

fit her well, and it was also very

a word.She just got off the car and went to the building entrance.She wrapped

also felt

she also

had just

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

They were wrinkled.

to wash them first before

General Manager Office,

did you feel about being trapped in the same elevator

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