"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.

phone, and his voice was very

being separated for so long, it's normal for her

ask something

if she gave birth to

Patrick continued.

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

to turn back to get the cigarette, but

tried

"Where are my clothes?"

wet with sweat, and I was worried that you would catch a cold

the reason for

and she continued to dodge, but he stubbornly checked

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

night after this big quarrel was a

emotions in their hearts, but neither of them

they touched it, they would be in

hearts that would bleed if

didn't want to hate or complain anymore when he was tired.He just wanted

not hungry” Sophia shook her head and asked

deny it, and his

things without offending people.It

could

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

holding back a cough and covered it

we

ex-husband and wife or an employee and an employer? The definition was becoming unclear, as

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

you want to eat?" He

Sophia shook her head.

want to

wanted to forget her worries and sleep

force her.He took the long coat from the sofa

refused, but he did

not wearing anything behind that shirt.It is cold at

expression was very natural.But he had different feelings when he

like a naughty child who

well, and it was

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

also felt

she also caught

had just

she saw the shirt and the long coat on the rack

They were wrinkled.

them first before returning them to

at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw

trapped in the same elevator with the

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