"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

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

to ask something again, and he did not

said, "Even if she gave birth to

Patrick continued.

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

and wanted to turn back to get the cigarette, but then he

and tried

"Where are my clothes?"

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

calmly explained the reason for

reached out his hand, and she continued to

be hungry,

this big quarrel was a little

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

would be in so much pain that they would

in their hearts that

want to hate or complain anymore when he was tired.He just

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

his smile was a

say some hooligan things without offending people.It

one could resist

into the floor-to-ceiling window,

cough

are we doing?"

The definition was becoming unclear, as well as

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

you want to

Sophia shook her head.

too late.I want to go

felt exhausted.She wanted to forget her

the long coat from the sofa

but he did not

anything behind that shirt.It is cold at night, and you

said this, his expression was very natural.But he had

long coat.She looked like a naughty

fit her well, and it was

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

also felt

day, she also caught a

was even funnier was that she had just recovered from one not

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

They were wrinkled.

thought she ought to wash them first before returning

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

feel about being trapped in the same elevator with

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