"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.

was on the phone, and

long, it's normal for her to have her own

other party seemed to ask something again,

silence, he still said, "Even if she

Patrick continued.

a lot more, and from his breathing,

to turn

and tried to avoid

"Where are my clothes?"

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

calmly explained the reason for

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

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

after this big

neither of them wanted to open that can

touched it, they would be in so much pain

were scars in their hearts that would bleed if they

anymore when he was tired.He

hungry” Sophia shook her head and asked him, "Did you change my

it, and his

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

one could resist

into the floor-to-ceiling window, and

cough and

we

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

into this.Patrick walked over, closed the window,

you want to eat?"

Sophia shook her head.

want to

to forget her

not force her.He took the long coat from the sofa

he

wearing anything behind that shirt.It is cold at night,

very natural.But he had different

coat.She looked like a naughty child who stole

her well,

a word.She just got off the car and went to the building entrance.She wrapped her clothes tightly,

heart also

day, she also caught

that she had just recovered from one not

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

They were wrinkled.

to wash them first before returning

Manager Office, Jenelyn saw Sophia and

you feel about being trapped in the same elevator

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