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.

inside, she suddenly became afraid

psychologically prepared, at this moment, she

familiar figure entered her peripheral

familiar clothes, and familiar

It's Daryl.

spirits while her eyes remained

time at the gate. About a few minutes later, a BMW

the car, dressed in a red skirt and

the woman's face clearly, but was blocked by

two behaved intimately, talking and laughing as if they had known each other for a

intimate help to fix his collar, Trixie clenched her

she opened the door and ran

downstairs, she saw Daryl sitting on

to catch up, but the car had already

she suddenly felt like a fool, a fool played by

in his established way. If it weren't for his return that

suddenly rested on her shoulder, and the woman's voice

your husband? He's

didn't respond. She stared straight at the direction of the

not looking for a lover? It would be nice to take it easy, besides, he was

words

of which were to persuade Trixie to open up,

when it is clearly shared only

that Daryl still loved her, and she

obviously live a happy life with Kinsley, but why should this "third person" appear to

me find the room

dollars is definitely not enough, you should know,

"A thousand."

at the woman, obviously

perhaps trying to refute something, but

She nodded. "Deal."

room, Trixie readily gave one thousand dollars to the woman, and then quietly

the owner left, she told her not to

looked up at some gloomy night sky, and her heart seemed to

Daryl got in the car with the woman,

mobile phone shook. It was