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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.

first and

up directly to pack her

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

guessing what Daryl will

a room? Or go to that house? The thought of

thought that the things were over,

understand why he needs to repeat what he had

really wants to cheat, they can divorce directly. Why sneak around every

love for her cannot be

with other women. Trixie really didn't

the door but had no desire to

be outside than at

a deep breath, she opened the

empty and Daryl was not

food for her.  After a while, a bowl of steaming egg noodles was brought out and placed in

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

all Trixie's emotions poured out, and she directly waved all the chopsticks on

in a chair crying

her emotions were completely released. At that

Kinsley, Mom shouldn't have lost her temper with you. Can mom fry

tears, and then hugged her

gradually decreased. Kinsley told her that she was still hungry so, Trixie

herself a bowl of noodles. After eating, she cleaned up the mess on the ground and sat

she saw that it was

rang outside the door, and

the door, scanned the dark room, and then stared at the both of

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

No one answered him.

sofa, while Trixie had been watching cartoons

"Wife?"

he changed his shoes, weighed the roast duck in his hand and walked

turned her head back. "Keep it down,

closed his mouth, silently put the roast duck into the refrigerator, and then packed

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