"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

being separated for so long, it's normal for her to have her own

other party seemed to ask something again,

silence, he still said, "Even if

Patrick continued.

party spoke a lot more, and from his breathing, it could be seen that the other person

upset and wanted to turn back to get the

tried to

"Where are my clothes?"

clothes were wet with sweat, and I was worried that you would

calmly explained the reason for

his hand, and she continued to dodge, but he stubbornly checked

has finally subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be hungry, right? What do you

this big quarrel was a

hearts, but neither of them wanted to open

moment they touched it, they would be in so much pain

scars in their hearts that would

didn't want to hate or complain anymore when he was tired.He

not hungry” Sophia shook her head and asked him,

his smile was a

some hooligan things without offending people.It was the same as his

could resist

floor-to-ceiling window, and she

back a cough

are we

employee and an employer? The definition was becoming

even she did not know when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over,

you want to eat?" He

Sophia shook her head.

too late.I want to

wanted to forget her

long coat from the sofa

but he did not

not wearing anything behind that shirt.It is cold at night, and you might

his expression was very natural.But he had different feelings when

looked like a naughty child who stole

not fit her well,

Sophia did not utter a word.She just got off the car and went to the

also felt

following day, she also

had just recovered from one not long

she saw the shirt and the long coat on

They were wrinkled.

she ought to wash them first before

Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia

feel about being trapped in the same elevator with

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