"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 voice

for so long, it's normal for her to have her own

ask something again, and he did not

a few seconds of silence, he still said, "Even if

Patrick continued.

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

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

and tried

"Where are my clothes?"

and I was worried that you would catch a cold if

reason for her

continued to dodge, but he stubbornly checked her

must be hungry, right? What do you want to

this big quarrel was

in their hearts, but neither of them wanted to open that can of

would be in so much

scars in their hearts that would bleed if they

when he was

not hungry” Sophia shook her head and asked him, "Did you change my

it, and his smile was

only Patrick could say some hooligan things without

could resist

floor-to-ceiling window, and

a cough and covered it with

we doing?" Sophia

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

even she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed

want to eat?" He asked

Sophia shook her head.

want to go

exhausted.She wanted to forget her

her.He took the long coat from the

he did

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

was very natural.But he

coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole

fit her well, and

not utter a word.She just got off the car and went to the building

heart also

day, she also caught a

was even funnier was that she had just recovered from one

to go to work, but she saw

They were wrinkled.

ought to wash them first

General Manager Office, Jenelyn

being trapped in the same elevator with the president

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