"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

long, it's normal for her to have her own life," Patrick said on

ask something again, and he did not

if she gave birth to another

Patrick continued.

other party spoke a lot more, and from his breathing, it

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

tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

I was worried that you would catch a cold if

reason for her

continued to dodge, but he stubbornly

must be hungry, right? What do you want

night after this big quarrel was a

their hearts, but neither of them wanted

would be in so much pain that they would

hearts that would bleed

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

and asked him, "Did you

and his smile was a little

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

one could resist

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

cough and

we

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

did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window, and

want to

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want to go

exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and sleep

coat from the sofa and put it on

refused, but he

not wearing anything behind that shirt.It is cold at night, and

this, his expression was very natural.But he had different feelings

coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole

her well, and it was also very

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 cold because of the

heart also

day, she

had just recovered from

but she saw the shirt and the long coat on

They were wrinkled.

she ought to wash them first before

Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia and rushed

about being trapped in the same elevator with

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