Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Trixie went to work the next day and was absent-minded.

Pearl Reed found something was wrong with her, so she asked her if something had happened.

Since the last time she suspected that the confession photo was sent to Daryl by her, she instinctively kept a distance from Pearl.

In the past, Trixie thinks that her attitude was concerned for her, but now she thinks that Pearl is a hypocrite.

Because of Pearl’s persistent inquiry, Trixie responded perfunctorily. She also seems to have found that Trixie’s attitude towards her is somewhat wrong.

She remembers that no matter how busy Trixie was before, she would take time to answer her or chat with her. Compared with before, her attitude these days is not that nice.

But Trixie is not the kind of person who would let other people feel bad.

"Sister Trixie, why have you ignored me recently?" Pearl lightly chastised, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Trixie glanced at her and continued to be busy with the chart in her hand. "The workload is a bit heavy these days, and some things have happened at home, so..."

"Has it been solved now?"

"Yup."

Trixie didn't want to tell her too much, but in order to find out about what really happened, she had to pretend. Last time, she didn't have time to find out who sent the photo to Daryl. Although

Frank and she were both suspicious of Pearl,but they have no evidence.

If they don’t have any, she will definitely question Pearl in front of everyone in the company.

"By the way, Trixie, how are you doing with Director Frank now? I feel like you two seem to be very alienated recently."

Trixie suddenly came to her senses.

Looking at the wrong data on the computer form, Trixie’s face showed a little impatience.

the company. Do we have

married, Sister Trixie, Director Frank, must be

"That's what you think."

and stopped for a while without waiting

she looked up, only to find that Pearl

"Pearl."

Pearl's name, and he didn't have any

he

the colleagues around looked at Pearl. Her cheeks were red because of shame. Looking at that, she seemed to want

the door of the office and shouted again, she

direction of the sound, the discussion came to

of Frank’s office and cried so hard at her

people around her have not even handed her a paper towel. Trixie didn't want to take care of it, but she

then stared at Trixie with resentment. She raised

towel fell to the ground. Trixie looked at Pearl calmly, then bent down to pick it up. She threw the paper towel directly into

the afternoon, Trixie’s colleagues left work one after

to pack her things with a straight face, and the noise of stuffing things into her bag was very loud, which caused dissatisfaction among colleagues around her, but she didn't think so and

glanced at her watch, then picked up her cell phone and sent Daryl a message reminding him not to

beautiful hand suddenly reached out and put a

paused, looked up, and found it

with a cup of coffee in his hand. "Aren't you going

smiled. "Her father went to pick her

you are not in a hurry." Frank smiled and

been standing by. Although Trixie's eyes are on the computer screen, the mouse in her hand does not move. Frank stood there, virtually making her feel

the mouse, put down the coffee in her hand, turned around, and

Pearl this morning? She cried here

just said that because of her chatting on work,

Two hundred yuan?

"It’s more than that,

person