"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.

the phone, and his voice was very

for so long, it's normal for her to have her own life,"

other party seemed to ask something again,

silence, he still said, "Even if she gave birth to another man's child, I don't

Patrick continued.

from his breathing,

other party hung up the phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back to get the

and tried

"Where are my clothes?"

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

reason for her change of

she continued to dodge, but he

for a day, you must be hungry, right? What

after this big quarrel

but neither of them wanted to open

would be in so much pain that they would be drenched in

in their hearts that would bleed if

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

and asked

deny it, and his

this world, only Patrick could say some hooligan things without

could

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

back a cough and covered it with a

we doing?" Sophia

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

unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked

to

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want

her

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

refused, but he

anything behind that shirt.It is cold at

natural.But

wore his long coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole someone

well, and

just got off the car and went to the building entrance.She wrapped her clothes tightly, but

also felt

following day, she

she had just recovered from one not long

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

They were wrinkled.

them first

Manager Office,

feel about being trapped in the same elevator with the president

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