Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Trixie hesitated.

Looking at the woman in front of her, she didn't know whether she should believe her or not.

"How do I know if you're not lying to me?"

Instead of continuing to pack things, Trixie decided to hold it first.

She wanted to see what the woman wanted to do.

"You can believe it or not. Up to you."

The woman didn't repeat anything, rolled her eyes and turned away.

Trixie saw that she was really going to leave and hurriedly stopped her. "Wait!"

The woman stopped and smiled at her with an eyebrow. "I thought you had more backbone. Bring it."

Trixie hesitated, but counted five pieces from her wallet to the woman.

After receiving the money, she smiled happily, spat and counted the money one by one.

"What floor and number, so that I can tell them."

The woman did not even lift her head. She counted the five pieces of money over and over again.

"I don't know his room number."

The woman paused and the action of counting money stopped, then sighed impatiently and threw the money back to Trixie.

"You don't know the room number? I can't take you in layer by layer. Find someone else, I'm leaving."

With no money to take, the woman grumpily stared at Trixie, stepping on high heels and turned to leave.

She couldn't do anything by herself. She thought.

After a while, the room was now clean, and Trixie was almost done tidying up.

She closed the door of the room, walked to the window, looked at the opposite Haitian Blue Hotel, and felt a little lost.

out from inside, she suddenly became afraid that she would really see Daryl holding another woman from

was psychologically prepared, at this moment,

a familiar figure entered her

familiar clothes,

It's Daryl.

while her eyes

the hotel and waited for a long time at the gate. About a few minutes later, a BMW stopped

out of the car, dressed in a

woman's face clearly, but was

two behaved intimately, talking and laughing as if they had known

help to fix his collar, Trixie clenched her hand and

too late to think so she opened the door and

she saw Daryl sitting

tried to catch up, but the car had

place, she suddenly felt like a fool, a fool played

of marriage, she has been living in his established way. If it weren't for his return that night, she's

hand suddenly rested on her shoulder,

husband?

at the direction of the BMW leaving,

of the people coming and going here is not looking for a lover? It would be nice to take it easy, besides, he was just playing and didn't bring it home. Before, a man found a young lady here and took it home after two days, forcing the original one

woman's words

said the same things, all of which were to persuade Trixie to open up, instead of letting Trixie

third person should be added when it is clearly shared only by the life

that Daryl still loved her, and

Kinsley, but why should this "third person"

me

should know,

"A thousand."

the

refute something, but seeing Trixie's mess, she swallowed the words into

She nodded. "Deal."

thousand dollars to the woman, and then quietly

the owner left, she told her not to follow them, and then closed the

a long stay, Trixie looked up at some gloomy night sky, and her heart seemed to be

the car with the woman, to tell the truth,

phone shook. It