"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 her to have her

ask something again, and he did not

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

Patrick continued.

and from his breathing, it could be seen that

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

retreated and tried to

"Where are my clothes?"

and I was worried that

explained the reason for

and she continued to

you must be hungry, right? What do you want to

big quarrel was

in their hearts, but neither

in so much pain that they would be

were scars in their hearts that would bleed

to hate or complain anymore when he was tired.He

Sophia shook her head and asked him, "Did you change my

it, and his smile was a little

world, only Patrick could say some hooligan things without offending people.It was the same

one could resist

into the floor-to-ceiling window, and she

back a cough and covered

we doing?"

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

that even she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window, and could not help but light

you want to

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want to go

her worries and sleep

force her.He took the long coat

but he

wearing anything behind that shirt.It is cold at night,

very natural.But he had different feelings

like a naughty child who stole

her well, and it

arrived at her apartment building, Sophia did not utter a word.She just got off the car and

heart also

following day, she also

she had just recovered from one

to work, but she saw the shirt

They were wrinkled.

wash them first before

Manager Office, Jenelyn saw

you feel about being trapped in the

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