"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 his voice

for her to have her own life," Patrick said

to ask something again, and he did not

seconds of silence, he still said, "Even if she gave birth to another man's child,

Patrick continued.

a lot more, and from his breathing, it could be seen that

to turn back to get the cigarette, but then he saw her.He

tried

"Where are my clothes?"

sweat, and I was worried that you would

the reason

continued to dodge, but he stubbornly checked

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

big quarrel

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

would be in so much pain that they

in their hearts that would bleed if they

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

head and asked him, "Did you change

it, and his smile was a little

some hooligan things without offending people.It was the same as his confession of

one could resist

window, and she

a cough and covered it with

we

they ex-husband and wife or an employee and an employer? The definition

into this.Patrick

you want to eat?" He asked

Sophia shook her head.

want to go

exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and

not force her.He took the long coat from

he did

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

was very natural.But he had different feelings

like a naughty child who stole someone

did not fit her well, and

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

also felt

she also caught

funnier was that she had just

about to go to work, but she saw

They were wrinkled.

thought she ought to wash them first before returning them to

Manager Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia and rushed over

in the

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