"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.

was on the phone, and his voice was

for her to

party seemed to ask something again,

said, "Even if she gave

Patrick continued.

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

the phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back

and tried

"Where are my clothes?"

clothes were wet with sweat, and I was worried that you would catch a cold

explained the reason

and she continued to

be hungry, right? What do you want to eat?"

after this big

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

would be in so

their hearts that would bleed if they reopened

complain anymore when he was tired.He just

head and asked him,

it, and his

only Patrick could say some hooligan things without offending people.It was the same as his confession of

one could resist

window, and she trembled because

cough and covered

we doing?"

employer? The definition was becoming unclear, as well as the boundaries between

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

do you want to eat?" He

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want to go

her worries and sleep well in

her.He took the long coat from the sofa and

refused, but he did not

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

expression was very natural.But

his long coat.She looked like a

well, and it was also

Sophia 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

heart also felt

she also

even funnier was that she had

clothes and was about to go to work, but she saw the shirt and the long

They were wrinkled.

to wash them first before returning

arrived at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia

trapped in the

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