Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 21 - 21 Sex Pajamas

Trixie was surprised when she saw Daryl inside. And the voice she just heard was from the woman he was talking on the speaker phone, and she only saw him using that phone just now.

She came inside and went directly to Daryl and she grabbed Daryl’s phone. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

"Who is this, what is it that I should be angry about?' Trixie almost shouted.

She saw Daryl’s face turned pale for a moment, then his reaction changed. He then got angry and took his phone back.

"What is wrong with you?' Daryl was really mad. "What are you doing here, anyway?'

"I just learned that you have another property under your name that I don’t have knowledge about.' She said. "And who’s that girl you were talking to? You even use a secret phone. You really are cheating on me! '

"That was actually what we are talking about on the phone' Then he continued, "It was actually a surprise for you.'

On the phone, there was also the voice of a woman asking, one by one, "Daryl Blayden…" which almost destroyed Trixie's last reason in her mind. Daryl bent down to pick up his cell phone and hung up the phone.

"This is Mr. Moore's secretary, responsible for the handover of the property..." He explained.

Trixie did not have the patience to deal with Daryl anymore, and his tone was rarely sharp. Daryl seemed to be forced by her, or perhaps guilty, suddenly raised his voice.

"All this was just a matter of the property. So why are you so suspicious recently?! If you think I'm cheating, then let’s divorce!" Trixie was stunned by his words.

The two have been married for nine years, and their child is already big. Although there have been minor quarrels during this period, they are harmless.

However, this time Daryl asked her for divorce because of a mobile phone?!

Trixie was furious and smiled. Then Daryl called the phone back just now, turned his back, said something after connecting, and then stuffed the phone into Trixie's hand.

"Mrs. Blayden?"

Trixie came to his senses and said "Hello," with mixed feelings in his heart.

The woman on the other side of the phone also gave a polite greeting and then explained it to Trixie.

"Well, Mrs. Blayden, our list of Mr. Moore and Mr. Blayden is very important. We, Mr. Moore, have concerns and gave Mr. Blayden a mobile phone to contact separately. We are really sorry for the misunderstanding between you and your husband. However, you can rest assured that there is only one contact information on the mobile phone. I contacted Blayden because there was a problem with the property..."

Secretary's words let Trixie's anger fade away a lot.

If you think about it carefully, Daryl has hardly lost his temper with her. He just yelled at her, perhaps just because there was something wrong.

She seems to have gone too far... She apologized to Daryl with a soft attitude. "Husband, I'm sorry, I just..." Daryl sighed and shook his head as if disappointed.

Trixie wanted to say something more. But he rushed to the car. She followed him and they head home.

When they went back, they were silent all the way

After the meal, Daryl went to the study under the pretext of office. Looking at the dishes, Trixie lost interest in eating. After feeding Kinsley, he went to the kitchen to wash dishes. After packing up, she was just about to go into the bedroom to sleep when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the closed door of the study, turned back, soaked a cup of honey water, and walked towards the study.

"Husband." She closed the door with her backhand, walked to Daryl, and put honey water in his hand.

Looking at the computer, he seemed to be having a video conference. Trixie walked away and sat aside consciously, waiting for him to apologize to him after the meeting.

After all, it was really her fault today, which made him lose face. After a while, Daryl hung up the video phone, drank the honey tea and walked to Trixie. "Why hasn't my wife slept yet?"

Trixie returned to an absolute being and looked at him with a smile. "No, I feel that I did too much today. I want to apologize to you."

Daryl's hand has untied her clothes, teasing her to stop.

"When have I ever been angry with you? Huh?" I have to say that Daryl's provocative approach has always worked for Trixie. Whether in love or not, he can make Trixie lose his mind quickly and sink into it.

Just as Daryl was preparing to do business, Trixie suddenly realized that this was his study in Kinsley. He exclaimed and pushed Daryl away.

Daryl, who was already on the verge of an arrow, was a little confused about her move. Before she could ask for it, Trixie gasped and explained that she wanted to go back to her room. Worried, Daryl immediately took her back to their bedroom. After the round, Daryl went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Trixie didn't enjoy herself. He got up and went to find the sexy pajamas in the wardrobe to surprise Daryl.

But after searching for a long time, she couldn't find the pajamas neatly stacked on the innermost side. Did she put it somewhere else? No, she always remembers where her clothes are, and she won't litter them.

She instantly calmed down and began to search all over the room. She has always packed her own clothes. Daryl can't touch them, let alone throw them away without saying a word.

She rummaged through all the cabinets and corners, and there was no shadow of clothes everywhere. Trixie began to have some doubts. Did he really throw away her clothes and forget them?

Suddenly, she thought of something, turned on the flashlight with her mobile phone, knelt on the carpet and leaned over to look at the gap under the bed.

It doesn't matter at first sight, it immediately made her furious.

Clothes are lying quietly in the corner of the bedside floor. Looking at the angle, they should have been deliberately stuffed in. She choked back her nausea and pulled out her clothes, shaking them. In addition to the dust on them, there was also an unknown liquid that had dried up.

Daryl is not so particular about people, and it is not certain whether he took his clothes and solved them himself. But Trixie's heart is still uncomfortable. When the seeds of suspicion are planted, no matter what happens, they will slowly grow.

Just like now.

The bathroom door rang and Daryl came out wiping his hair with a bath towel. Seeing Trixie half kneeling on the ground with the sexy pajamas in his hand, his face changed.

He hesitated and asked, "Wife, what are you doing with that?"

"The mobile phone fell into the seam of the bed, and I picked it up." She held a corner of her clothes and shook intentionally.

"Why is this here? I remember I put it away." She thought Daryl would feel guilty, but she didn't think he scratched his head and smiled with Trixie embarrassedly.

"Those days when you came back late from overtime, I just..." Before he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the dress, and threw it into the trash can. "Don't hold it, wife. It's dirty."

Trixie's eyes still stayed on the dress, dubious about Daryl's rhetoric. Should she still trust her husband? She doesn't know. Daryl has too many secrets, and there are more and more things to hide from her. She's tired.

The next day, the whole day's class was listless and yawning again and again. During this period, Frank ran four or five times to ask her if she wanted to go home and rest, but Trixie politely refused.

After work, it's her turn to pick up Kinsley today. After she sent Kinsley to the piano class, she went home to sleep, but suddenly she received a phone call from Jessa asking her out, saying it was urgent.

Trixie thought that Mr. Moore was caught cheating again, and Jessa Huggins complained to her. After all, this kind of situation happened once or twice. When she came to the place where they often had afternoon tea together, she saw Jessa sitting by the window with a tangled face.

Trixie went over to sit down and put the bag aside. "What's the matter? To call me out in such a hurry?"

Jessa looked at her awkwardly, hesitated and turned to the photos she had taken and put them in front of Trixie to show her.

"Look at this." When her eyes stayed on the mobile phone screen, Trixie froze....