"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 life," Patrick

party seemed to ask something again, and he

"Even if she gave birth to another man's child, I

Patrick continued.

from his breathing, it

to turn back to get the cigarette, but then he

tried to

"Where are my clothes?"

I was worried that you would catch a cold if you continued

calmly explained the reason for her change of

reached out his hand, and she continued

finally subsided.After sleeping for a day, you must be hungry, right? What do you want to eat?" Patrick

this big quarrel was a little

both had strong emotions in their hearts, but neither

be in so much pain that they

in their hearts that would bleed if

complain anymore when he was tired.He just wanted to hide and have a good

shook her head and asked him,

his smile was a

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

one could

into the floor-to-ceiling window, and she trembled

holding back a cough and covered it with

we doing?"

and wife or an employee and an employer? The definition was becoming unclear, as well as

when it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over,

to eat?"

Sophia shook her head.

too late.I want

felt exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and sleep well in

force her.He took the long coat from the sofa and put it

he did not

that shirt.It is cold at night, and you

natural.But he had different feelings when he was in

like a naughty child who stole someone else's

not fit her well, and it was also very

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

also

she also

funnier was that she had just

work, but she saw the shirt and the long coat on the rack by

They were wrinkled.

thought she ought to wash them first

General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia and rushed over

you feel about being trapped in the same

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