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 not

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

away without a trace and pretended to casually

sighed, "Do you still

"It's not that."

now you looked at

speechless because he was telling the

made you think too much and feel insecure. But

words. Because now, she could only believe half of everything he says to her, and some, she couldn't even believe at all. So Trixie just gently responded, then turned to close her eyes, no

and about to sleep, she seemed

the next day, Trixie

"Trixie."

from behind. Trixie looked back

out today.

"Okay... OKay."

directly to his office without looking back. Looking at his back, Trixie always felt

too high, but the efficiency of the department was high.

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

now, should I also bring Kinsley with

the computer. It would take some time for the work to be completely finished,

things before six o'clock and then take Kinsley home. Because when she sent Kinsley to school this morning, she promised her that she would take

 A strange micro signal sent a message, which was

up and avoided the content of the photo. In the picture, a pair of women's underwear

her mobile phone up and typed quickly, asking who the other

other

"Divorce him."

Trixie's heart

"In your dreams!"