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.

the men and women coming out from inside, she suddenly became afraid that

this moment,

familiar figure entered her

back, familiar clothes,

It's Daryl.

while her eyes remained on

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

came out of the car, dressed in a red skirt and long black

woman's face clearly, but was blocked

behaved intimately, talking and laughing as if they

at the woman's intimate help to fix his collar, Trixie clenched her hand and nearly cut

she

running downstairs, she saw Daryl sitting

tried to catch up, but the

the same place, she suddenly felt like a fool, a

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

on her shoulder,

your husband? He's

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

nice to take it easy, besides, he was just playing and didn't bring it home. Before, a man found a

woman's words silenced

all of which were to persuade Trixie to open up, instead of letting

didn't understand why a third person should be added when it is clearly shared only by the life of two people when it

that Daryl still loved

Kinsley, but why should

you help me find

hundred dollars is definitely not enough, you should know, our business needs to

"A thousand."

the

trying to refute something, but seeing Trixie's mess,

She nodded. "Deal."

the woman, and then quietly sat on the bed in

not to follow them,

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

Daryl got in the car with the woman, to tell the truth, her mind was completely

her mobile phone shook. It was a message