"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

it's normal for her to have her own life," Patrick said

something again, and he

"Even if

Patrick continued.

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

very upset and wanted to turn back to get the

retreated and tried

"Where are my clothes?"

I was worried that

explained the reason for her change

she continued to dodge, but he stubbornly checked

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

big

both had strong emotions in their hearts, but neither of them wanted to open that can

in

scars in their hearts that would bleed if they reopened

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

her head and asked him, "Did you

and his smile was a

only Patrick could say some hooligan things without offending

could

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

holding back a cough and covered

we

ex-husband and wife or an employee and an employer? The definition

it had unknowingly evolved into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window, and

you want to eat?"

Sophia shook her head.

want to

exhausted.She wanted to forget her worries and sleep

not force her.He took the long coat from the

he did not

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

very natural.But he had different feelings when he was in

long coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole

her well, and it was

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 felt

day, she also

had just recovered from one not long

she saw the shirt and the long coat

They were wrinkled.

wash them first

she arrived at the General Manager Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia

feel about being trapped in the same elevator with the

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