"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

normal for her to have

to ask something again, and

seconds of silence, he still said, "Even if she gave

Patrick continued.

breathing, it could be seen that 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

retreated and tried to

"Where are my clothes?"

worried that you would catch a cold if you continued

reason for her change of

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

fever has finally subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be hungry, right? What do you want to eat?" Patrick asked

big quarrel was a little

strong emotions in their hearts, but neither of them wanted to

be in so much pain that

scars in their hearts that would

anymore when he was tired.He just wanted to hide

and asked him, "Did you change my

and his smile was

could say some hooligan things without offending people.It was the same as his

one could resist

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

was holding back a cough and covered it with

we doing?"

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

she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into

to

Sophia shook her head.

want to go

forget her

force her.He took the long coat from the sofa and put it

refused, but he did

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

natural.But he had different feelings

like a naughty

well, and it was also very

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 she was

heart also felt

day, she

was that she had just

was about to go to work, but she saw the shirt and the long coat on

They were wrinkled.

them first before returning them

Manager Office, Jenelyn

in the same elevator with the

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