Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 142

Frank found a good place nearby and took Trixie and the two children with him. When he ordered a good dish, he sat opposite Trixie, but no one spoke first. After a while, Frank couldn't stand the silence. He set aside his little nephew and took Kinsley to the children's area to play.

He looked at Trixie, hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth, "I was too abrupt that day. I'm sorry."

"Nothing, it's just a joke, and I didn't take it seriously."

Trixie still thought it was more acceptable to say so after considerable debate. She did not only communicate her own idea, but she also refuted Frank's face.

However, she may break the man's heart.

"Joke?" Frank grinned bitterly, "It is, without a doubt, a joke. They've been mocking them the entire time, and as soon as my mind cools off, I'll join them in their antics. I hope this does not offend you."

"No wonder." Trixie did not dare to look at Frank's eyes. Especially the helplessness in those eyes made her feel extremely guilty. Although this was Frank's wishful thinking, it was always because of her. Therefore, to completely break this thought was to help Frank and herself.

"By the way, did your husband come to pick you up that day? He... didn't see it?"

"No."

"That's excellent." Frank appeared to sigh with relief. "It's important not to make a blunder. Ms. Pearl also informed me today that you and your spouse quarreled. It was because of this, I assumed."

A fight?

Trixie frowned and said, "I didn't quarrel with my husband."

"But she told me on WeChat today that you are in a bad mood today and told me that it was because you quarreled with your husband."

Trixie was amused. "Even if I quarrel with my husband, I won't tell her."

Just after that, Trixie suddenly remembered the message on Pearl's mobile phone at noon and asked quickly, "When did she tell you?"

"In the morning." Frank wanted to think carefully, "past nine o'clock in the morning. I'm still wondering why she didn't work and told me this. I thought she was just making a small report and didn't care too much." Then he also took out his mobile phone to dig out the chat record and showed it to Trixie.

Trixie just read Pearl’s chat today and was filled with anger. She didn't row up; only today, she sent Frank lots of messages, two-thirds of which stomped on her and included details about her personal life.

Trixie drew up, only to discover that Pearl had made up a lot of stuff about her past emotional breakdown with Daryl, ranging from quarreling to divorce, in order to have a topic with Frank. Trixie wouldn’t have believed it if it hadn't been for the parties.

She looked up at Frank and smiled, "Does she usually tell you this?"

"Yes. She didn't say much about work. But these messy things were being sent to me a lot, every day." Frank stalls his hand, looking helpless.

Although she was a little angry with Pearl, Trixie suddenly realized that between her and Frank, there really was no sense of formality. Apart from his feelings, Frank was a very good friend, but if he had deeper feelings for him, Trixie would not entertain it.

Since she fell in love with Daryl, she promised to love him all her life.

If it weren't for the lip print on the collar or when he arrived late that night, maybe they were still living the same quiet life as before.

But unfortunately, things were different now.

"By the way, did anyone take photos that day?" Trixie suddenly remembered the photo sent to Daryl's mobile phone. After careful consideration, she felt that Frank should be asked. Even if he didn't do it, he could at least rule out his involvement with the photos.

"Photos?" Frank paused for a few seconds, returned to his absolute being, and smiled, "You don't think I took photos that day and sent them to your husband, do you?"

Although she knew Frank was joking, Trixie had to admit that she did think so before.

"After that day, someone anonymously sent a photo to my husband on WeChat. I just want to find that person."

"And you doubted me?"

"No," Trixie said. "I doubt my colleagues in the company, but I am not sure which one it is."

Frank thought for a moment and said, "I have a suspect." Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Who?"

"Ms. Pearl Reeds."

On the way home with Kinsley, Trixie's mind has been thinking about her conversation with Frank. He suspected that the photo was sent to Daryl by Pearl, but Trixie chose not to believe it.

Despite the fact that she had heard from Frank that she was two-faced, she did not believe she would do such a thing. She downplayed herself in front of Frank, claiming that she was just interested in helping Frank. Trixie had always known she worshipped money and could look at Frank for days on end. She's simply a coworker, and she's not very adept at saying those things.

But she couldn't understand what she meant by sending Daryl that photo. Does she want Daryl to quarrel with her and then help Frank take advantage of it? Thinking about it, it's impossible.

Kinsley had been sent to her piano class before Trixie returned home. But she is still obsessed with this matter. Anyway, she had to find out if Pearl sent the photo. If not, then she'll forget it; If so, she must clarify what she means by doing so!

At 7: 30, she went to the piano class to pick up Kinsley. When they got home, she found Daryl had returned and was preparing dinner.

"You're back, my wife! Hurry up and wash your hands. There is still one last dish. It will be ready soon!"

"Good."

Standing at the kitchen door, Trixie saw the steamed king crab on the table.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that she told Daryl before going to bed last Friday night that she wanted to eat king crab, but she didn't expect him to really buy one today. Looking at Daryl's busy back, a warm current poured out of her heart.

This man was always like this. He always loved her and spoiled her unconditionally. That's why she sometimes felt guilty when she thought about investigating him. But she had to do this again for their marriage.

Although Trixie's character was soft, she was slightly strong in emotion.

She just wants Daryl to spoil her alone, and she wanted to be the only one in his heart. She could not stand other women touching him and even trying to squeeze into their lives.

Therefore, in order to avoid that from happening, she should be cautious.

When eating, Daryl sat beside her, carefully helped her peel the crab feet, and then put them in her mouth.

Kinsley, on one side, saw that her small mouth was pursed, and she shouted to her father to feed her. Trixie was amused by her and burst out laughing.

But when she accidentally caught a glimpse of Daryl's mobile phone at hand, she paused.

It looked like the phone was not the one he'd been using.

Trixie didn't pay much attention to Daryl's mobile phone at times, but today he had an extra case on his mobile phone.. In her impression, she never bought Daryl such a thing.