"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.

was on the phone, and

separated for so long, it's normal for her to have

something again, and he did not answer

still said, "Even if

Patrick continued.

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

until 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

tried

"Where are my clothes?"

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

calmly explained the reason for her change of

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

must be hungry, right? What do you

after this big quarrel

their hearts, but neither of them wanted to open that

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

that would bleed if

didn't want to hate or complain anymore when he was

head and asked

his smile was a

this world, only Patrick could say some hooligan things without offending people.It

one could

wind blew into the floor-to-ceiling window, and

a cough and

we doing?" Sophia

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

unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window, and could not help but

you want to eat?" He asked

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want to go

forget her worries and sleep well

not force her.He took the long coat from the sofa and put it on

he did not

shirt.It is cold at night, and you might catch a

was very natural.But he had different feelings

like a naughty child who stole

not fit her well, and it was also

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

also

she also caught a

was that she had just

clothes and was about to go to work, but she saw

They were wrinkled.

ought to wash them first before returning

she arrived at the General Manager Office,

being trapped in the same elevator with

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