"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

know.After being separated for so long, it's normal for her to have her own life," Patrick said on

seemed to ask something

said, "Even if she gave birth to another

Patrick continued.

and from his breathing, it could be seen that the

turn back to get the

tried

"Where are my clothes?"

with sweat, and I was worried that you

explained the reason

hand, and she continued

sleeping for a day, you must be hungry, right? What do

night after this big

neither of them wanted

would be in so much pain that they would be

hearts that would bleed

complain anymore when he was tired.He just wanted to

Sophia shook her head and asked him, "Did you change

and his

without offending people.It was the same as

could

floor-to-ceiling window, and

cough and

are we doing?" Sophia

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

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

you want to

Sophia shook her head.

too late.I want to go

exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and sleep well

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

refused, but he

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

was very natural.But he

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

did not fit her well,

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

also

she also caught

funnier was that she had just recovered from one not long

and was about to go to work, but she saw the shirt and the long coat on the rack

They were wrinkled.

to wash them first before returning them

arrived at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia and rushed

you feel about being trapped in the same elevator

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