Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 70

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Nathalie skillfully opened the rear door of the BMW, then sat in and closed the door.

Trixie's eyes stayed on license plate, which she was familiar with.

That's the number she chose with Daryl.

Daryl just called and told her the he would work overtime in the company. How long did it take to show up here?

It takes more than ten minutes from the company to get here, while Trixie sits here for only five minutes.

Obviously, Daryl was lying to her when she just called.

In an instant, the anger in her heart ignited.

Despite Jessa’s obstruction, she called Daryl directly.

When the phone was connected, Trixie turned on hands-free, and there was a clear and audible car whistle. "What's the matter, wife? Did you take Kinsley back?"

"Where are you?"

"I just got off work and left the company."

Daryl's tone is very calm, but it undoubtedly makes Trixie's anger more intense.

"Really? I just finished showing Kinsley around the street. Why don't we go find you?"

"No, I will go home soon. Please wait for me at home. I bought your favorite roast duck." Said Daryl

"Well, well."

Looking at the BMW sped away, Trixie hung up the phone with a frightening cold face.

"Don't be too angry, maybe he just dropped by to see the girl off, maybe."

Jessa spoke to console her, but she didn't believe it when she said it.

I'll go back first

stood up directly to pack her bags and then

a car home and sat in the car. She couldn't help entertaining foolish ideas in her

what Daryl will

go to that house? The

thought that the things were over, but Daryl was at it

needs to repeat what

can

for her cannot

she was ambiguous with other women. Trixie really didn't

Trixie looked at the door but had

the first time, she felt that it was much better to be outside than at their home,

a deep breath, she opened the

empty and Daryl was

went to the kitchen to cook food for her.  After a while, a bowl of steaming egg noodles was brought out and placed in front of

it, and shouted at Trixie loudly, "I don't want to

an instant, all Trixie's emotions poured out, and she directly waved all the chopsticks on the table to the

sat in a chair

looked at her, and her emotions were completely

have lost her temper with you. Can mom fry you

daughter's face, kept wiping her tears, and

because her voice gradually decreased.

After eating, she cleaned up the mess on

her, she saw that it was already eight

of keys rang outside the door,

the dark room, and then stared at the both

on the light, and casually say, "Why don't you turn on the

No one answered him.

fallen asleep on the sofa, while Trixie had been watching

"Wife?"

his shoes, weighed the roast duck in his hand and walked to Trixie's side, patting her on

looked back at him and turned her head back. "Keep it

that there was something wrong with her tone, Daryl quickly closed his mouth, silently put the roast duck into the refrigerator,

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