"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 his voice was very

her to have her own life," Patrick said

ask something again, and he did

few seconds of silence, he still said, "Even if she gave birth to

Patrick continued.

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

turn back to get the cigarette, but then he saw

retreated and tried

"Where are my clothes?"

was worried that

reason for

hand, and she continued to

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

this big quarrel

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

touched it, they would be in so much

hearts that would bleed

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

head and

and his

world, only Patrick could say some hooligan things without offending people.It was the

could resist

window, and she trembled

back a cough and covered

we doing?"

employer? The

had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window, and could not help but light

you want to eat?" He asked

Sophia shook her head.

too late.I want

wanted to forget her worries and sleep well in

long coat from the sofa and put it

but he did not

cold at

was very natural.But

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

well, and it was

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 still cold because of the

also

day, she also

she had just

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

They were wrinkled.

thought she ought to wash them first before

Manager Office, Jenelyn

feel about being trapped in the same elevator

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