"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.

and his voice

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

something again,

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

Patrick continued.

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

very upset and wanted to turn back

tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

I was worried that you would catch a cold if

reason for her change of

continued

be

night after this big quarrel was

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

the moment they touched it, they would be in so

their hearts that would bleed if they

to hate or complain anymore when he was tired.He just wanted to hide and have

head and asked

deny it, and his smile

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

could resist

the floor-to-ceiling window, and she trembled

a cough and covered it with

we doing?" Sophia

and an employer? The definition was becoming unclear, as well as the boundaries between

into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window,

to

Sophia shook her head.

too late.I want

wanted to forget her

did not force her.He took the long coat

but he did

is cold at night, and

expression was very natural.But he

long coat.She looked like a

did not fit her well,

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

heart also felt

following day, she

she had just recovered from one

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

They were wrinkled.

she ought to wash them first

she arrived at the General Manager Office,

trapped in the same elevator

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