"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 her own life," Patrick said

to ask something again, and

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

Patrick continued.

his breathing, it could be seen that

the phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back to get the cigarette, but then he saw her.He walked

and tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

were wet with sweat, and I was worried that

reason for her

she continued to

you must be hungry, right? What do

after this big quarrel was

neither

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

that would bleed

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

Sophia shook her head and asked him, "Did

and his smile

say some hooligan things without offending people.It was

could resist

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

was holding back a cough and covered

we

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

had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked

you want to

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want to go

felt exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries

the long coat from the sofa

but he did

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

expression was very natural.But he had different feelings

long coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole

her well, and

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

heart also

she also caught

even funnier was that she had just recovered from one not long

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

They were wrinkled.

to wash them first before returning them to

she arrived at the General Manager Office,

in the same elevator with the president

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