Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 67

When they arrived at the school, Kinsley just finished her piano class. Daryl found a place to park, Trixie went in to pick up Kinsley. As soon as Kinsley saw Trixie, he kissed and hugged her, then took her hand and talked endlessly about what he learned today. Before the mother and daughter walked out of the school gate, they suddenly saw Jessa, who came to pick up Little John. Since Trixie broke Jessa's derailment, Trixie hasn't seen her pick up Little John very much, and Rick's suspected mistress came to pick him up all day.

Because he was afraid of being talked nonsense when asked, Rick said that he was looking for a little nanny for Little John, and he didn't even dare to give him a serious name.

This is not too bad. The worst thing is that Little John is getting older and gradually hearing some gossip from other people's mouth. The bad relationship between his father and mother is due to this woman who picks her up every day. Their family doesn't mind it, and every day they change their methods against Rick's little lover.

Jessa couldn't say anything to the little girl in her twenties and finally gave up with Rick. So Rick had a good word to say and tried to invite Jessa home to take care of Little John.

Jessa could use a knife to kill people just right. When she told Trixie, she couldn't close her mouth with laughter and kept criticizing the little bitch for being too tender. Looking at Jessa taking Little John in the direction of parking, she couldn't help asking, "Are you ready to go home?"

"Back to what home? I'm going to take Little John with me and put him beside the old immortal. Sooner or later, I'll raise the child." When she mentioned Rick, Jessa spat, a face full of disdain.

Looking at her, Trixie twisted her eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you make up with Rick?"

"Reconciliation? I bah!" Seems to think of unpleasant things again, Jessa sneered at once, "It's only a few days since I called you? He got involved with the new secretary again! It's just that dogs can't change eating excrement!"

Hearing the word "secretary," Trixie's heart was instantly raised in her throat.

"Is there a misunderstanding? Didn't Rick admit his mistake with you?"

"Admitting a mistake is admitting a mistake, but it won't change anything. It is not the same thing at all! If he can change this nasty stink, it will be regarded as the virtue of his ancestors in the eight generations of his family!"

Jessa snorted coldly, took out her mobile phone, rummaged through the photos, and showed them to Trixie.

"You see, this is what people do? The little hoof sent the photos to my mobile phone!"

Trixie glanced at the photo, which showed Rick and a young girl. The girl poses a "yeah" with her hand and winked, which made people feel disgusted. That was obviously a provocation to Jessa.

But Trixie suddenly noticed a detail. The background behind the girl can easily be seen as a bar, but up a little, it seems that there is a banner hanging. Trixie put the photo to the maximum, only to vaguely see the word "happy", and other places were blocked and could not be seen at all.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot, that little bitch still wants to pull the old married couple's club. It is said that only married couples can participate, and other irrelevant personnel will be kicked out, and if they want to join this club, they seem to have to pay a lot of money. That old thing, let him pay Little John's tuition. He said he had no money, but he was quite rich to participate in this kind of thing? "

Jessa is still criticizing Rick, while Trixie's attention was all in her words.

With all these clubs, married couples, and turning in funds, it is not simple to connect this series of clues in series. "How do you know all this?"

Speaking of this, Jessa disdained even more. "I called the little bitch. She cried and told me that she wanted to join this club and let me help them? It's ridiculous! Just like Rick, who wanted to divorce me in order to join that club? Are you kidding?"

Trixie continued to ask, "Do you know the name of the club?"

Jessa shook his head. "The little bitch doesn't know either."

Just as Trixie was about to continue asking Jessa, Daryl suddenly appeared. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"Why are you here, my wife? I have been waiting for you in the car for a long time."

After that, he saw Jessa on the side and greeted her with a smile. "Mrs. Moore."

When Jessa saw Daryl coming, she was embarrassed to stay there and left in a hurry to find an excuse.

Sitting in the car, Trixie was still thinking about what Jessa had just said. That club inexplicably associated her with "taboo love". However, apart from what Jessa knew, Trixie knew nothing about the club. She is not sure whether it really has something to do with "taboo love".

"Mom!" Kinsley, who was sitting in the back row with Trixie, suddenly shook her hand, sniffed the smell in the air twice, and spoke excitedly, "That's the smell! This is the smell in the beautiful aunt's car in the morning!"

As soon as Kinsley finished speaking, Daryl slammed on the brake, frightening Trixie to hold Kinsley tightly.

Then Trixie said, "Kinsley is still there. Can't you drive slowly?"

"A cat just jumped in front of me and startled me." Daryl turned his head and smiled apologetically with Trixie, but Trixie saw a little guilt from his beautiful eyes.

The car restarted.

Trixie looked straight at Daryl's face from the rearview mirror. He seemed very calm, but his forehead was covered with sweat.

She doesn't know whether it's because it's too hot or because he was nervous

To tell the truth, Trixie's doubts about Daryl were not too deep at first, until his abnormal reaction just now made her doubt him even more.

Or, as Trixie guessed.

Erin tried every means to return to the company, probably because she did not seduce Daryl and was unwilling.

Along the way, Trixie didn't talk to Daryl again. Daryl didn't know if it was because of his guilty conscience, and he didn't speak to Trixie again. He just glanced at Trixie's mood from time to time in the rearview mirror. When he got home, Daryl wore an apron to cook in the kitchen as usual, while Trixie sat in the living room with Kinsley to do her homework. The couple didn't say a word again.

It was not until after dinner that Trixie put Kinsley to sleep, then go back in the bedroom that Daryl opened his mouth to her.

"Wife, I'm going on a business trip tomorrow."

Trixie's hand to clean up clothes stopped and continued to clean up. "Why are you going on a business trip again? It's only been a few days since you came back. Didn't your last cooperation project has not been handled yet?"

Daryl sighed, "No, there was another little accident. I can't go without it."

Trixie was silent. She didn't say a word, just kept folding clothes, which lasted for a few minutes, and Daryl, on one side, couldn't bear his temper.

"Wife, don't be angry. I am doing this for our home. Don't worry. I will be back soon."

"Good," Trixie said while her hands were still busy and absent-minded.