Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

The next day, Daryl drove to the airport directly. Trixie asked him if he needed to go with him. Daryl insisted on shirking and saying no.

This undoubtedly increased Trixie's suspicion of him.

After Daryl left, Trixie took a taxi to the company and asked Frank for a leave.

The company was not busy these days, so Frank simply approved the leave. When she came out of the office, Trixie obviously felt her colleagues cast envious eyes on her. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, she was a perfect woman.

She is beautiful, has a good figure and has a stable job, her husband is gentle and rich, affectionate and single-minded, and they also have a lovely daughter... Anyway, they are enviable objects.

However, only Trixie knows how miserable her life is now, and even reached the step where she had psychological problems. She had to take time off to follow her husband because of all kinds of clues she found and her husband's endless lies.

Yes, that's right.

Since Daryl mentioned to her that he was going to the states on a business trip, she thought of following him.

Jessa's words are good.

She couldn't catch any evidence of Daryl's infidelity. So it's useless to make more trouble with him. But if she catches them, the advantage will be in her hands. No matter what conditions she puts forward, Daryl had no reason to refuse.

However, these are not the most important.

By following Daryl, she just wanted to know who the woman Daryl tried to hide, and then end her long-standing suspicion.

Leaving the company, she entrusted Kinsley to Jessa first, then prepared a car and went directly to the states.

It was already 7 o'clock in the evening when she entered the downtown of the city, then she called Daryl.

"Husband, did you safely arrive?"

"Yes, we're here, Mr. Moore and I were already at the hotel."

There was a rushing sound of water and heavy breathing on the other side of the phone.

Trixie's heart sank instantly. She is not a child, and of course she knows what this sound means.

her heart, she forced herself to calm down and tried to make her voice

a photo for me. Next time we will

wife, wait for a

then there was a busy tone on the other line,

large French window. Looking out from the window, the number of floors

in the

and looked at the place carefully. She

photo, a lady's red lace underwear was lying on the ground. Based on the presumptuous provocation of Trixie, it's

stimulated Trixie's last reason. She quickly deleted the picture, closed her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows

about it, wife? Not bad, isn't

had a hint of ingratiation. In

only felt that he was

bad. What is the name of

Hotel." He

the name of the hotel, there seemed to be a

Trixie, "Wife, Mr. Moore called me. We need to go out

respond, he hung up the phone in

Trixie felt a sense of loss

self-mockery... Countless

her hands tightly and collapsed to

lose one step in chess,

thought, her

a while, she told her driver to go to Haitian Blue Hotel and sat in the car fiddling with

searched Haitian Blue Hotel on Meituan, and wanted to book

which also made her give up the idea of

she has stayed in many star hotels with Daryl. She knew that if the hotel couldn't accommodate online, there was little chance of asking the guest

confidentiality measures of star hotels are generally very good. If it weren't for special circumstances, there would be no information from the front desk. Trixie felt this kind

car soon arrived downstairs

from the driver and got

at the front desk,

the hotel lobby in front of her, she