"Then what did he do in the bar?"

Trixie didn't know how much courage he used to ask this question.

Daryl's deception really disappointed her. The closest man to her, her husband, consumes her trust and feelings between them again and again. This is equivalent to taking her as a doll who fiddles with her at will and doesn't care at all.

In Trixie's view, Daryl's explanation to her was only perfunctory. From that night on, he began to tell one lie after another and then used other lies to round it up, so on and on.

"It seems that someone called him. I don't know what he did exactly."

Jane didn't care about fiddling with her fingernails. It sounds mockery to Trixie.

"So he didn't tell you anything? Another, Mrs. Blayden?"

Jane's words angered Trixie again. Originally, Trixie was angry because Daryl lied to her. Jane’s words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. "No matter what, I am Mrs. Blayden, and I am much better than a third party like you," Trixie answered, then sneered at her, lost the patience to talk, took the bag, and got up and left.

"You can check 'Taboo Love,' which may have the answer you want."

The word "taboo love" stopped Trixie and looked back at Jane. "Do you know taboo love?"

Jane nodded. "I know."

she had taken a step away from the truth.  She hurriedly walked back and sat opposite Jane again. "What is taboo love?

deliberately beat around the bush. "I have no comment on this. If you want to know, check it privately," she said and hurriedly picked

suddenly called and startled her. 

night's unhappiness, Daryl's tone

"Yes," said Trixie.

nothing more than to explain the lingerie. Trixie didn't want to bite on it,

take ten minutes. Trixie arrived downstairs. As soon as

Edison with a problematic

I screwed it up... You must not be angry with Mr. Blayden. It's all

goal? Looking at Edison's apologetic face, which doesn't seem to be pretending, Trixie knows who he

all misunderstanding," Trixie said and smiled to avoid embarrassment,

Why don't you go to work first?" she asked as she intentionally changed the

is always in the office. You

to leave. He didn't expect his hand to slip and the documents in his arms were scattered all over the floor. He hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but the documents were very thick, and

that he couldn't take care of himself, Trixie squatted down to help him pick up

myself. You'd

seemed a little nervous, and he picked up the paper faster.  Trixie smiled with him

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