However, Sophia managed to retain her senses.

A bitter smile crept up to her face and then she laughed mockingly.

"So what if you tell me about everything that happened five years ago? Even if I forgive you, will that change anything? Will you leave Adriana? Will you stay with me without hesitation?"

Sophia already knew the answer.

It wouldn't change anything.

If the answer to all her questions were yes, then she wouldn't have been hurt five years ago.

That was why she didn't need to hear his explanation.

After all, was there a difference between whether it was explained to her or not? Although she convinced herself like this, she still felt an unknown emotion stir in her heart.She wasn't completely indifferent to the idea.

Was it anxiety or something else? Sophia couldn't deduce it.

A long slim finger pressed against her lips.

"Shh."

Patrick's thin pink lips started moving, releasing a deep husky voice as he said, "When we arrive at Australia and you're still not happy with all of this, I promise that I will not force you and I will follow what you want"

The temptation in his words was too great.

No matter how hard Sophia tried to disguise her real feelings, she had to admit that she hadn't forgotten about what happened five years ago.

She wanted to know, but, at the same time, she was afraid to know.

It might seem contradictory and nonsensical, but that was the most accurate description of what she was feeling at the moment.

Outside the shop across the hospital, the old stereo outside suddenly started playing.

It was a classic love song duet from the ‘80s.

"Love is a problem that makes people dizzy~"

"It may be possible to forget the pain, but it's not possible to forget you~"

"You have never really left.You're always here in my heart~"

"I still have feelings for you, but there's nothing I can do about myself~"

"Because like how I still have dreams, I still place you in my heart~"

"It's always easy to be moved by the memories, and it always hurts for you~"

Perhaps it was because the mood of the song matched Sophia's state of mind at this moment, but she felt like the lyrics perfectly matched the description of her relationship with Patrick.

Eight o'clock at night.

Frostford City.

was still knitted, and the lights from shops, streets,

high-rise buildings, two figures stood in

tightly in the

quite a while, Sophia remained stunned on

Patrick's car disappeared from her sight

step, and slowly

of his face was

her mouth was still

she still thought of the

passes by, my melancholy deepens and my heart becomes emptier.I am always distracted, even when I'm working.But it's not because I am thinking of

not because I

of you that I am often distracted.It's because I am missing you: Sophia took a deep breath as she berated herself, ‘All he said were those cliche cheesy words.Why

obvious that she

inexplicably became

someone asked her who got her smiling like

mother's ward, she saw her mother standing by the open window

see the entrance of the hospital

towards

reached for her mother's hand that

almost didn't feel like a

and withdrew her

a smile on her face, she went to her bed and sat on

thought she might have felt cold so she

no smile on her face, she walked to

caught a cold and

cold at night.Don't always stand by the window and expose

she walked to her mother and sat down next

"Are you

boyfriend.Is there anything

Maria's tone was cold.

reply right away.She tucked her

was only now did she realize how much

weight and now looked

had turned dull and some of

her

her mother's shoulder, closing her eyes in satisfaction as

if I remain single for the rest of my life,

was a little

and

pretended to not

and rubbed herself to her

that Mom wants to talk about you.It has been a few years, and you are always like this.Is it so difficult to find a suitable partner? What will you do if Mom doesn't

times

Sophia tilted her head.

tried to hold back escaped from the corners of her eyes, falling on her mother's

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