"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.

the phone, and

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

something again,

still said, "Even if she

Patrick continued.

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

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

retreated and tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

were wet with sweat, and I was worried that you

reason for her change of

and she continued to dodge, but

fever has finally subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be

this big quarrel was a

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

they would be in

scars in their hearts that would

didn't want to hate or complain anymore when he was tired.He just wanted to hide and have a

hungry” Sophia shook her head and asked him,

didn't deny it, and his smile was a little

say some hooligan things without

one could

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

cough and

are we

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

just that even she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into

do you want to

Sophia shook her head.

late.I want to

her worries and sleep well

took the long coat from the sofa and put it on

refused, but he did

is cold at night, and you might

very natural.But

wore his long coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole someone else's

not fit her well,

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

heart also

following day, she also caught

was that she had just recovered from one

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

They were wrinkled.

wash them first before returning

at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia

trapped in the same elevator with the

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