Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

"Have you asked Daryl about it? What did he say?"

Trixie shook his head. "I didn't ask, and I didn't dare to ask," Trixie's voice choked.

Jessa patted her on the shoulder and comforted her. "Since you don't want to ask, then take some time to check. I have a private detective I know here. Although the price is high, we can definitely find out something..."

"Thank you, Jessa." Trixie smiled with a hint of self-mockery in her eyes. "I don't want two people to make too much trouble. I still want him to take the initiative to explain to me. Suppose it's really not possible. I'll find a private investigator."

Jessa opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but she swallowed it in her stomach after thinking about it and said, "That's okay, this is a matter for you and your husband, and I have nothing to say."

"But thank you still."

Jessa smiled at Trixie's thanks and took her to continue buying from east to west until Trixie was full. It was getting dark, and Trixie found a shop to eat directly with Jessa. Seeing that it was almost time to pick up Kinsley from school, Trixie called Daryl and asked her to pick up Kinsley to go to piano class first.

Halfway through the words, Jessa grabbed the phone directly and said to Daryl half-jokingly, "I haven't seen her for too long. We won't go back and stay at my house tonight. Mr. Blayden, should you mind?"

"Of course not. Have fun. Just let my wife call me tomorrow," Daryl replied.

They thought Daryl would mind that Trixie will stay at night, but he readily agreed, which made Trixie somewhat difficult to accept at that time.  Daryl, who didn't want her to return ten minutes late before, now simply agreed to Jessa.  Trixie's heart seemed to press a big stone, dull.  Although she didn't go home once in anger before, it was because she was angry.  But this time, it was Daryl who said it himself.  It seems that Jessa is right. Men will change after a long time.

Daryl is no exception.

was full of disdain. "Men are all sexual sons, and there is no

this sentence, she would definitely

open a room, and drink well with

ordered a bottle of vodka, drinking one cup after another with Trixie without any scruples. Trixie gradually got drunk and vomited in the bathroom many times. In the end, she lost her strength, so she stood motionless

other hand, continued to chat with Trixie while drinking. "Tell me sister, I had the same issue before, my man... no man can be trusted! Listen to me, sister, find a way to seize the money and get the custody of the child, and the rest is that death or life has nothing to do with you!

At the end of the drink, her consciousness was turbid, and she began to point to the air to scold some hard-to-hear words. Trixie also drifted, getting drunk and waking up. She took out her mobile phone in a daze. In confusion, she didn't know whose phone number to press and dialed it out. After a while, she was

the low voice was

asked in a

he said. "Mrs. Blayden, have you

drank too much? I didn't drink

came up, Trixie began to play

Mr. Roberts, I just like you... like your behavior! Don't be a doctor, you and me. I'll be with you! But you have to

Jayden's tone obviously began to be unhappy,

card on the table in a daze, looked at it for a long time before seeing it clearly, and then told him the name of the hotel. As soon as she

he put on his clothes again, took his coat and car keys, and hurried out. Finding the hotel Trixie said, he claimed to be a friend and asked the attendant for Trixie's room number. Although there are some troubles, it is not a star hotel after all, and