Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Hailey's words didn't provoke Trixie at all. Instead, she was very calm and showed no emotion. Her anger finally subsided.

"Yes, I like children, but only those ones who treat me with respect, presumably Ms. Smith, is the same? You are my husband's ex-girlfriend, and I don't want to make our relationship rigid. No matter what happened today, since you are here, please take your child away."

Trixie deliberately highlighted the word "my husband".

Hailey's face changed. She looked at Daryl, expecting him to speak up for her, but his wife just lost a big temper. He doesn't want to offend her again, so he used the reason to go to the bathroom just to excuse himself.

In the absence of Daryl, Hailey's face turned even worse. She stared at her son before scolding him. "I don't even want to say a single word. Apologize to your aunt quickly!"

Aiden flinched. He walked toward Trixie with his head facing down. "Sorry," he apologized again with a very low voice.

Even if she accepts the child's apology, what he said will never be forgotten just because of a mere ‘sorry’.

"I accepted your apology, but I still want Ms. Smith to take her child back. After all, the child seems to feel at ease when he's with his mother."

"But Mrs. Blayden, I have something to do later..."

"Our house is not a nursery school, and Ms. Hailey seems to have enough money. I think it is much better to pay for a nanny than to leave him in this house."

Trixie didn't give Hailey a chance to speak. She opened the door and smiled politely. "You may leave now."

Hailey has had enough, so she stopped pestering this woman. She took her son's hand and turned away. Just before exiting the door, she turned around and said a word.

"Mrs. Blayden, we still have a long way to go." After saying that, they turned and walked away.

The loud thud of the door echoed throughout the whole room, followed by the sound of an engine slowly fading away.

Just then, Trixie breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out her hand that she had been holding tightly. In the palm of her hand, there is a pinch of hair.

The next day…

smell of pancakes. She got up in a daze and followed that

"What are you doing?"

fried egg on top of the toast. "You should eat it while it's

at his back, Trixie couldn't help but

often think about these things. She

carefully, there is no need to retain an unfaithful

a little

and subconsciously touched his hair. "It really is a little long." He smiled and approached Trixie. He whispered to her ear and said softly, "Then ill wait for

began to eat the breakfast her husband prepared

work in the morning, she

was not at his office. As soon as she opened the door, she didn't expect to see him sitting on the sofa with a computer on

Trixie greeted him, smiled, and placed the documents

the latest version of the project, sir. I will

I see." Frank looked at Trixie's eyes, staring

the

the photos, she instantly understood

but he didn't go anywhere that day, but later, he had an important meeting at the

and Frank also noticed this,

be like that. Seems

You don't have to intervene, sir, and besides, this is a private affair between

Daryl when he would often see him mingling with other women

"Hmm."

just nodded his head and continued to do his

not sure what

was not a good moment to talk to him since

desk, Trixie was still thinking about