"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.

and his voice was

her to have her own life," Patrick said on the

party seemed to ask something again,

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

Patrick continued.

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

very upset and wanted to turn back

retreated and tried

"Where are my clothes?"

was worried that you would catch a

explained the reason for her change

she continued to dodge, but he

finally subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be

night after this big

hearts, but neither of them wanted to

they would be in

were scars in their hearts that would bleed

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

and asked him, "Did you change my

his smile was a

say some hooligan things without offending people.It was

could resist

floor-to-ceiling window, and she

a cough and

we

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

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

want to eat?"

Sophia shook her head.

want to go

to forget her worries and sleep well in her

long coat from the

he did not

cold at night, and

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

like a

not fit her well, and it was also very

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 still cold because

also felt

she also

had just recovered from one not

and was about to go to work, but she

They were wrinkled.

them first before returning

at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw

in the same elevator

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