"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

for her to have her own life," Patrick said

to ask something again, and he

silence, he still said, "Even if she gave birth

Patrick continued.

his breathing, it could be seen

other party hung up the phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back to get the

retreated and tried

"Where are my clothes?"

worried that you would catch a cold if you

the reason for

reached out his hand, and she continued to dodge, but he stubbornly checked her

sleeping for a day, you must be hungry, right? What

after this big quarrel was a

hearts, but neither of

in so much pain that they would be

were scars in their hearts that would bleed if they reopened

was

head and

his smile

hooligan things without offending people.It was the same as

could

the floor-to-ceiling window, and

cough and

we doing?"

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

know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked

want to

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want

exhausted.She wanted to forget her

force her.He took the long coat

he did not

shirt.It is cold at night,

very natural.But he had different feelings when he was

his long coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole

fit her well, and it

and went to the building entrance.She wrapped her clothes tightly, but she was still cold because of the cold

also

day, she also caught

had just recovered from

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

They were wrinkled.

to wash them

she arrived at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia

about being trapped in the

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