Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

When he sent the photo before, she thought that Frank knew about Daryl's cheating. Although he likes her, there is no need to
act so impatiently. After all, she is not divorced and she doesn't like him.
Trixie shook his head, turned on the computer, and didn’t say anything to Frank. After working overtime these days, the
company's new big order has come to an end.
Frank decided to have a break in the afternoon and invited everyone to the bar. Everyone was very happy. Frank is indeed a
good leader who understands employees' thoughts.
Trixie is not very keen on these things. He only listens to colleagues discussing which bar to go to in the afternoon and brushes
his microblog. Just then, she noticed that Erin Matthew had updated another blog. "It's my husband's big baby duck!"
Below the text is a photo with only one big hand and one small hand, but interestingly, the wrists of the two hands wear the same
bracelet, but the size is different. Trixie is familiar with this bracelet. It's the one in my daughter Kinsley's hand! Trixie was so
angry that he nearly fainted. What special gift for my daughter? It's just an excuse he gave to that woman! But she believed his
explanation last night.
Now thinking about it, it is ridiculous!
Too late to think about anything, Trixie stood up and packed his things directly. She explained to Frank that he had something to
do in the afternoon and left in a hurry with his bag. She took a taxi to Daryl's company.
Sitting in the car, her eyes were still fixed on Erin's microblog, and she cut off a picture. Before long, the microblog was suddenly
deleted. Trixie slides up and down, refreshing several times and can't brush it out. She sneered in her heart. It seems that these
two people are guilty.
On the way, she kept urging the driver to speed up, and the 20-minute journey was reduced by half.
Until she reached the company's door, she was still thinking about what explanation they would have later.
Eddison miller saw Trixie get off at the gate of the company and hurriedly greeted her.
"Where's your boss?" Trixie's eyes scanned the people coming and going in the hall, constantly looking for something.
"Daryl Blayden went to dinner with the customer. Do you need me to contact Daryl?" Said Eddison, conveniently picked up the
landline at the front desk and dialed it out.

"No, I'm looking for Erin," Trixie said it bluntly, lifted his foot and walked to the elevator. "She won't go with the boss, will she?
Accompanying to have wine?"
Although Eddison has little contact with Trixie, in his impression, this Trixie is a very easygoing person. It was the first time she
had seen such a strong export.
"No, no, Erin sorted out the materials on it. I'll take you up..." He said.
"No, no." She rejected Eddison, Trixie went directly into the elevator.
She went to confront Erin, but others were not very good. After all, it is not a beautiful thing to let people know that she, the shop
owner's wife, has been dug into a corner.
The elevator arrived soon. As soon as the door was opened, She saw Erin who was about to enter. Seeing Trixie, Erin was
obviously surprised, but she quickly reacted.
"Mrs. Blayden? Why are you here? Mr. Blayden was out for a meeting, why don't you call him?" Said Erin.
Trixie walked directly towards Daryl's office. From the corner, she caught a glimpse of Erin biting her lip. Trixie sneered at her
and only felt that she was guilty. Since they have come to confront each other, she’s not worried for a while.
She is waiting here for Daryl to come back and see how he will explain it later!