Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 25

One of the lipsticks she lost was exactly the same as that in Erin’s hand. She asked Jessa to bring it back from Hong Kong. There is no local counter at all.

Thinking that Daryl might have given her lipstick, Trixie's mind buzzed and she immediately wanted to go out and question him. But on second thought, what if somebody else bought it for the young girl?

According to her temper, she greeted Erin and went out.

Back to the counter, Daryl was on the phone with whom. As soon as he saw Trixie coming back, he immediately hung up.

"Whose phone call is that?"

Trixie took the paper bag handed by the shopping guide, then asked, turned around and found Daryl a little nervous.

"Eddison called. The company has something to deal with." He looked at Trixie uneasily, and his tone hesitated. Then, "Why don't you stroll around first? I'll come later..."

"No, I just met Mrs. Wilson and went to see her later." Having said that, Trixie secretly laughed at herself. So when did she even start lying to Daryl...

The company seemed to be in a hurry. Daryl kissed Trixie and said he would go home early and leave in a hurry. Trixie looked at his hasty back, and his mood was somewhat complicated.

"Madam you are really blessed. It's enviable to have a husband who loves you so much!" The shopping guide's words made Trixie feel even more uncomfortable. She reluctantly pulled a smile and left. Walking to the door of the shopping mall, she called Jessa, and the phone was connected. A noisy bristle and a woman was crying.

Trixie twisted his eyebrows and just wanted to ask. Jessa said a sentence and hung up after.

Thinking of the voice she heard just now, it must be that Mr. Wilson was caught cheating again.

Anyway, this is not once or twice.

At that time, Trixie was at a loss. Looking at the people walking back and forth in front of her, she felt that she was out of place with the world.

Suddenly, a familiar figure came into her sight. It is a man wearing decent suits, his hair is meticulous, and their angular handsome appearance made those little girls around stop and watch.

Looking at Jayden not far away, Trixie couldn't understand. A cold person like him should not take the initiative to appear in this place. Jayden got closer and closer. Trixie hesitated but went up to say hello.

"What a coincidence. Are you also here to go shopping?" She asked.

Seeing Trixie, Jayden obviously paused, then seemed to think of who she was and nodded politely.

"I went to buy something." He said in a cold attitude. The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and the young girls next to them pointed at them like jokes.

Trixie was a little embarrassed. In order to relieve the embarrassment, he proposed to have some coffee together. Jayden agreed.

The two drove to the place where Trixie often had afternoon tea with Jessa. When they got to the area, they ordered two ice Americo. Then, Jayden took out a piece of material from his briefcase.

"Mrs. Blayden, according to the information you provided me before, I found that you have a two-way affective disorder. Such symptoms include depression and pessimism, less language and less movement, decreased interest in doing things, slow thinking, and more serious suicidal tendencies."

After listening to his words, Trixie suddenly realized. No wonder he agreed to her invitation so directly. It turned out to be because of this.

"Didn't you say there was no problem last time? I have already paid off the money, you are..." She said.

"That's just a preliminary judgment, I'm responsible for my patient. Besides, you have given too much money." It is still a cold tone, without a trace of procrastination.

"This kind of psychological disorder may lead to depression in the later stage. If you trust me, I can treat one-on-one, of course, the cost will be relatively higher." Jayden said, and took out a contract and pushed it to Trixie.

"If you like, sign it." Trixie hesitated, and the pen in his hand never fell ink. Of course, she doesn't care about the cost of treatment at all. But even if it is cured, what can it do?

Still living in the suspicion of every day, still looking for clues to know whether her husband is infidelity, she still can't help but fantasize about 10,000 possibilities...

She is not as neat as Jessa because she still has feelings for Daryl and does not want Kinsley to have a single parent. She can't jump to a decision until she sees definite evidence.

"It seems that Mrs. Blayden hasn't decided yet." Jayden said faintly, took the contract back and gave Trixie a business card.

"This is my contact information. If you want to know clearly, come to me at any time." After Jayden left, Trixie also took a taxi home. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Kinsley curled up into a small ball, sitting on the sofa crying, and Trixie was flustered instantly.

"What's wrong with Kinsley? Tell Mom what's wrong?" Kinsley was clever and obedient from an early age and never caused trouble. After she could talk, he would tell Trixie well about everything. There

was almost no such situation today.

"Dad... Dad is gone, I am afraid of myself!"

Seeing Trixie, Kinsley jumped directly into her arms and cried even more wronged.

Seeing her daughter crying like this, Trixie became angry in an instant.

When he left, Daryl also told her to come back early. She waited for her at home after picking up Kinsley. As a result, he was not only at home, but also left a five-year-old child alone at home! Without much thought, she called Daryl directly, but the phone was hung up just after ringing twice.

Trixie’s hands dialing the number were shaking. Once again, she dialed over, but still hung up.

Trixie didn't give up. She hung up once and dialed once. After countless times, Daryl finally answered the phone.

"What's the matter, wife?" He seems to have drunk a lot of wine, and his tone is frivolous.

"Why don't you call me when you have something to go out to? And leave Kinsley at home?" She restrained her anger, trying a gentle tone.

"I still have something here, don't tell you to hang up. Love your wife." Before the phone hung up, Trixie heard noisy music and women's voices coming from the other side of the phone.

"Boss, don't call, you hurt people!" Trixie dropped the phone directly, and she couldn't listen anymore.

Anger went straight to the top of her head. She was so angry that she almost couldn't stand it. She held the sofa and forced herself to calm down.

Even if she wants to kill him directly now, she doesn't know where Daryl went. What's more, she wouldn’t let Kinsley to be alone at home.

After cooking, eating and coaxing Kinsley to sleep as usual, she sat on the sofa and looked at the wall clock in the living room in a daze. Suddenly there was the sound of the key opening the door. Trixie recovered and just stood up when he saw Daryl coming in. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Holding a drunk man in her arms.