Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

After returning home, Daryl put Kinsley into her room and went to take a bath.

Trixie sat on the bed, absent-mindedly watching the TV play, her mind full of the figure of the woman just now.

If it was really Ms. Smith, why didn't she see Aiden? But if not, how could she explain the 80% similarity?

Trixie couldn't help feeling upset and couldn't watch the boring TV series at all. Just as she was looking for the remote control to turn off the TV, she suddenly saw Daryl's cell phone. He didn't bring it into the bathroom.

Before, he always took a bath and did not forget to bring his phone with him. Trixie asked and he explained that it was listening to songs for recreational purposes. But she didn't hear him play a song several times, so she went to the toilet one time and saw him chatting with others.

He was found and said it was a work thing.

In the past, Trixie did see his mobile phone multiple times, but she didn't find any useful information, so she let it be.

Right now, the desire to see Daryl's phone was expanding infinitely in Trixie's heart.

Her hand involuntarily moved and took the mobile phone in her hand. She checked the phone several times before, but Trixie couldn't open it since there's a fingerprint and password on it.

Finally, she checked the method online before opening it. This time, Trixie did not give up and tried again.

It's now open.

Trixie felt a little disappointed, but she didn't want to ask Daryl why he changed his password fingerprint, because she was afraid to see his guilty and dodging eyes again.

Turning on the phone, Trixie searched WeChat for information first. There was nothing but work, and it was clean and abnormal. Then Trixie searched the call records and found that Daryl had called a man named Mike Andrews at 9 o'clock.

With the name Mike Andrews, Trixie had a little impression that it's Daryl's high school classmate. Their relationship is quite good, and they have been in contact until university. She met him once at his birthday party.

Just then, the bathroom door opened, so Trixie hurriedly returned the mobile phone to the desktop and put it back to its original position.

Daryl came out while wiping his hair, looking at Trixie who didn't sleep yet.

"Wife, why haven't you slept yet?"

excuse to perfunctory, "I'm

aside, pressed Trixie under him, held her, and his hands began to

in the mood to do things now. He pushed Daryl away without a trace and pretended to casually ask,

paused, then sighed, "Do you still don't believe

"It's not that."

you looked

because he was

know what happened before made you think too much and feel insecure. But wife, I will definitely prove my innocence

to her, and some, she couldn't even believe at all. So Trixie

sleep, she seemed to hear Daryl vaguely say "I'm

went to work the next day, Trixie was still wondering if she had misheard

"Trixie."

voice came from behind. Trixie looked back and saw Frank. His

project needs your department to rush it out today. This is the information and will be used for tomorrow. Work

"Okay... OKay."

office without looking back. Looking at his back, Trixie always felt strange. But she couldn't

but the efficiency of the department was high. It was not until afternoon that it was almost the

Trixie to finish it. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Frank came out

pick up my nephew now,

computer. It

plan, trying to finish things before six o'clock and then take Kinsley home.

Trixie's cell phone vibrated. A strange micro signal sent a message, which

then suddenly stood up and

was angry and annoyed. She picked her mobile phone up and typed quickly, asking who

the other party, there's suddenly a message

"Divorce him."

was undoubtedly embellishing, Trixie's heart was burning more

"In your dreams!"