Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 50

Trixie's brain was blank.

Looking at Okamoto's packaging box in her hand, she didn't react for a long time.

Daryl saw that she's keeping her head down so he casually asked, "Wife, what are you looking for?"

"Nothing, the mobile phone dropped."

Quietly putting the package back, Trixie touched it again, and then touched her mobile phone in the corner.

She pretended to be calm and sat in her position trying to control her emotions.

Daryl and she have never done it in the car, that, she was sure of.

If the watch thing may really be a misunderstanding, Okamoto's packaging box can't be pushed off. Imagine Daryl doing that kind of thing with a beautiful young woman in the car. Trixie couldn't accept it in any way.

I'm her mind, she inexplicably gushed out nausea.

But in order not to misunderstand, she still pretended to ask Daryl casually.

"Husband, did you lend your car to anyone again?"

"I lent it to Rick. His car was sent for maintenance. He used mine first when he picked up a client earlier."

Daryl's tone was calm. Through the rearview mirror, Trixie did not see any strange expression on his face.

Was it really left by Rick?

The last unknown liquid, this Okamoto package...

Thinking that the two were associated, Trixie suddenly got angry. She knew the flowers Rick played with, but no matter how he played, he should also know what discretion is, right? With this thought, Trixie suddenly looked at Daryl who was driving, with a trace of doubt in her heart.

Back home, Daryl went to cook as usual and ran into the kitchen like he was trying to escape something.

In Trixie's view, he was somewhat guilty.

Taking advantage of Daryl's cooking gap, Trixie ran to the bathroom and called Rick to ask him about borrowing the car.

"Hello? What car did you borrow?"

Rick obviously had a blank expression, which made Trixie's mood plummet immediately.

"Daryl said that your car was sent for maintenance and his car was used to send clients. Was it true?"

Although the fact had been generally guessed, Trixie still had a crust of head to ask.

"Oh, right, right! I borrowed his car. You know, it's a business matter. It's better to pick up clients. Sister- in-law, don't you mind?"

"I don't mind if it was really used to pick up clients, but it's better to pay attention if you do something else." ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Trixie's words were euphemistic. Rick smiled twice and instantly understood what it meant. He hurriedly apologized to Trixie.

She hung up the phone and sat on the toilet for a while, then suddenly remembered something and called Jessa.

When the phone was connected, there was a rushing sound of water and a man's voice.

Trixie instantly blushed and realized that she was making this phone call at a bad time.

She wanted to hang up but Jessa suddenly spoke on the other line.

"Why did you remember to call me at this time, sister?"

"Did your husband and mine have a contract? Daryl said he borrowed a car to pick up clients."

Jessa suddenly laughed, with obvious mockery, "Clients? He is going to die on a woman. Where can he pick up a client?"

After hearing Jessa's words, Trixie was silent.

She didn't believe Rick's story, so she called Jessa again to confirm.

Under this circumstance, she was completely dead.

"Sister, there are some things you don't have to take to heart. For men, it's rare that they won't cheat so you just need to turn a blind eye to the past. It's not good to be too serious. What about your assets in case you two divorced? What about the children? You can't just focus on the present."

Trixie clenched her hand, and her palm nearly pinched bleeding.

That's easy to say, and what woman could stand such a thing?

She knew that Daryl had to socialize frequently, often accompany those clients to drink and go to various occasions to play. But she also knew that Daryl had a sense of proportion. He is a person with

a bottom line, which is why she believed him again and again. She didn't care about the female companion in the bar and the little sister in the club, so she didn't care about playing.

However, now there was a woman who was encroaching on her position in Daryl's heart little by little, driving her out little by little, and then occupying everything instead of her, slowly.

Of course she couldn't stand it!

"I'm going to ask him."

Jessa sighed, "Sister, listen to your elder sister. You can't find any evidence now, and it's useless to find one. Endure it first, catch him sleeping with another woman and you can hit two birds in one stone. When you catch him, the advantage will be in your hands. What conditions can't you mention?"

Trixie's hand on the doorknob slipped down and she hesitated. There was nothing wrong with Jessa's words.

She couldn't catch any tangible evidence of Daryl's infidelity now. If she does not catch him cheating with other women on the spot, it doesn't mean anything if she only had evidence. She will quarrel with him like before, which is meaningless.

"I see, thank you, Jessa."

Hanging up the phone, Trixie only felt dull in her heart.

She couldn't understand, if Daryl really wanted to cheat, he could just tell her frankly. They can get a divorce after nine years of feelings. Trixie is not an unreasonable person, and it's pointless to get together then get separated anyway.

But he didn't want to divorce Trixie and cheated on her again and again.

This made Trixie very puzzled.

"Wife, are you not feeling well?"

Daryl suddenly knocked at the door, which scared Trixie a little.

Looking at the mobile phone, she realized that she had been in the bathroom for half an hour.

In order not to let Daryl get a clue, she took a deep breath, stood up and opened the door.

"Just a little diarrhea."

She made a casual excuse to perfunctory, and then hurried out of the bathroom.

Until after dinner, Trixie's heart was still bitter.

She wanted to make it clear to Daryl directly that she was really tired of this kind of guessing days.

After eating, Trixie was lying alone in bed after coaxing Kinsley to sleep, holding the invoice of the watch over and over again.

Daryl came out of the bathroom after taking a bath, wiped his head with a bath towel, sat by the bed, and looked at Trixie's clothes.

"Wife, let me tell you something."

"What is it?"

"The company had something to do temporarily. I need to go on a business trip."

Trixie looked straight into Daryl's eyes, staring at him a little guilty.

"Why do you have to go on a business trip again?"

"We need to go to the states, this is a project with Mr. Moore."

Daryl pulled out a smile and tried to make himself look natural, but he never dared to look Trixie in the eyes.

Trixie was silent for a long time and did not respond. Daryl thought she was not happy. He just wanted to coax her and saw her nod.

"Since I think it's urgent, go. Will you stay there for a few days? I can take the time off to take care of Kinsley at home."

Daryl paused and realized that Trixie had no doubt. He was very happy to hold her in his arms.

"It's just two or three days. I will do my best for my wife and come back as soon as possible then take you shopping."

Daryl used to say these words to make Trixie happy, but at this moment, Trixie did not listen to a word.

Looking at the invoice in her hand, an idea suddenly came to her mind.