"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

separated for so long, it's normal for her

seemed to ask something again, and he did not answer

he still said, "Even if

Patrick continued.

more, and from his breathing,

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

and tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

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

calmly explained the reason for her

hand, and she continued to dodge, but he stubbornly

you must be hungry, right? What do

night after this big

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

it, they would be in so

that would bleed if they

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

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

deny it, and his

things without

one could resist

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

a cough and covered it

we doing?" Sophia

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

into this.Patrick walked over, closed

you want to eat?" He asked

Sophia shook her head.

want to

forget her worries and sleep

did not force her.He took the long coat from the sofa and put it on

but he did not

is cold at night, and you might

natural.But he had different feelings when he was

wore his long coat.She looked like a naughty

her well, and it was also

arrived at her apartment building, 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

also

following day, she

funnier was that she had just recovered from one

to work, but she saw the shirt and the

They were wrinkled.

to wash them

the General Manager Office, Jenelyn

you feel about being trapped in the same

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