Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

In response to Mrs. Clayton's text message, Trixie conveniently put aside her mobile phone.

After a few minutes, she suddenly got up from the bed and found her mobile phone in a hurry.

Open it and find the chat record with Mrs. Clayton.

Their chat records still stayed, Trixie replied Mrs. Clayton "good", and she drew up again, staying on their records last night.

She carefully sorted her thoughts and suddenly felt something fishy.

Yesterday, Daryl answered the phone at the counter and went to the stairwell. After she followed, she heard something about Kinsley without Daryl's knowledge.

However, Daryl explained to her that he was talking about the project with Mrs. Clayton, and called back in front of Trixie.

Trixie was sure.

She didn't hear him wrong at that time. She heard Daryl say Kinsley and wouldn't be involved in anything else.

However, Daryl and Mrs. Clayton were very sure that Trixie was wrong, and Mrs. Clayton also explained it to her very formally.

Although her explanation was eloquent, Trixie did not believe it.

She didn't know what kind of cooperation project actually involved Kinsley.

Moreover, in the morning she just said that she had an appointment with Mrs. Clayton and could not take Kinsley out to play with Daryl. It was not long before a phone call came into Daryl's cell phone.

Even more coincidentally, Mrs. Clayton broke her promise shortly after the call was made.

Was that really a coincidence?

Trixie didn't believe it.

In any case, she must find a way to meet this Mrs. Clayton otherwise she really couldn't believe Daryl's words any more.

There were so many lies and Trixie couldn't tell which statement was true and which statement was false.

She always felt that all his words were lies, and even Trixie couldn't guess what that lie was.

"Honey!"

she was surprised that she instantly recovered and opened the

words, she softened her heart, got out

ok honey? I shouldn't lose my temper with you. It's all my fault. I didn't control

door opened, Daryl directly pressed his arm against the door for fear that Trixie

"I'm really wrong honey..."

handsome became a sad and sorry face, Trixie's

"I'm not angry."

afternoon tea with a peace of mind. I will take Kinsley to the playground, and then come back in the evening and have a

took advantage of the situation to hold Trixie in his arms

to hear it and ignored him. He went to

and milk from the microwave oven and put them in front of

with you. Mrs. Clayton has something to do today and couldn't come. She told me to

been looking at Daryl, paying attention to the change of

very natural and did not have much

the same. Mrs. Clayton should

he didn't

he didn't care, the more suspicious Trixie

man who held her in his palm was so

a meal together after the project is over and meet Mr. and Mrs. Clayton by the way. It is not too late to apologize to them

suddenly recommended but Daryl did not react at that

for a moment, then nodded his head and smiled perfunctorily. "We'll talk about

his face, Trixie felt more and

first. Trixie simply tidied

amusement park. Daryl also smiled and carried her daughter on her shoulder

number of people, and the main customers were adults, so there

either. Daryl bought her a lot of delicious food all the way in order

walking with ice cream, she saw the

look at them so only Daryl could take her

appearance of the father and daughter sitting on it,

was only her illusion,

"Mrs. Blayden."