"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

long, it's normal for her to have her own life," Patrick said on

other party seemed to ask something again, and he

if she gave birth to another man's child,

Patrick continued.

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

silent until the other party hung up the phone.He seemed very upset and wanted to turn back to get the cigarette, but then he saw her.He

and tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

wet with sweat, and I was worried that you would catch

the reason for her

hand, and she continued to dodge,

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

this big quarrel was a

neither of them wanted to open

would be in so much pain that

were scars in their hearts that would bleed if they

was tired.He just wanted

shook her head and asked him, "Did you

deny it, and his smile was a

say some hooligan things without offending people.It was the same as

one could

wind blew into the floor-to-ceiling window, and she trembled

cough and covered it with

are we doing?"

they ex-husband and wife or an employee and an employer? The definition was becoming unclear, as well as the boundaries

she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick

do you want to eat?" He

Sophia shook her head.

want to

felt exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries

took the long coat from the sofa

refused, but he

that shirt.It is cold at night,

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

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

fit her well, and

and

heart also

following day, she also caught

that she had just recovered

she saw the shirt

They were wrinkled.

thought she ought to wash them first before returning them

she arrived at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn

you feel about being trapped in the same elevator with the

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