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

was psychologically prepared, at this

figure

back, familiar clothes, and

It's Daryl.

spirits while her eyes remained

came out of the hotel and waited for a long time at the gate. About a few minutes later, a

young woman came out of the car, dressed in a red skirt and long black hair. The whole personality looked very

the woman's face clearly, but was

intimately, talking and laughing as if

help to fix his collar,

she opened the door and

downstairs, she saw Daryl sitting

to catch up, but the car had already

suddenly felt like a

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

on her shoulder, and the woman's

your husband?

She stared straight at the direction of the BMW leaving, with tears in

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

words

all of which were to persuade Trixie

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

that Daryl still loved her,

with Kinsley, but why should this "third person" appear

help me find the

you should know, our business needs to

"A thousand."

the woman, obviously

trying to refute something, but seeing

She nodded. "Deal."

gave one thousand dollars to the

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

at some gloomy night

in the car with the woman, to tell the truth, her mind

It was a message