Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!
Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Trixie was startled and hurriedly retracted her hand. She stiffly turned her head and looked at Daryl witha far-fetched smile, pretending to be calm.

"When did you put a small safe here?" Trixie said as he stood up and tried to look natural.

"It's for putting documents," Daryl answered casually as if he didn't take it to heart.

But his words made Trixie think more and asked, "Aren't your documents always in the safe at home?"

"It's too much trouble to get the documents back and forth, so I bought a small one and put it here,which is convenient."

Daryl said, handing her a cup of steaming milk tea, which is the original taste she likes to drink. Trixietook the milk tea and held it in her hand, but her eyes stayed on the safe. She always felt that therewere some shady secrets in the safe. Otherwise, how could he change his nine-year habit and buy asafe in the company? That is not in line with his character. Rigorous people never covet convenience,not to mention these documents are important documents of the company.

Daryl has always attached great importance to privacy in this area. He has not told anyone about thesedocuments except Trixie, which is enough to see the importance of these documents. But now, he hasput them here and bought another safe for this purpose.

"How do you get off work so early today? You won't be lazy again, will you?" Daryl didn't seem to noticeTrixie's abnormality and talked to her while tidying up the documents on his desk.

"It seems that I have eaten bad things and my stomach is not very comfortable, so I asked our directorfor leave and left work early." With that, Trixie noticed that when she talked about Frank, Daryl's handpaused.

It's a pity that Daryl turned his back to her, and she couldn't see the expression on his face. After amoment of silence, Daryl suddenly said, "Is your Director Jacob interested in you?"

He suddenly talked about this. Trixie didn't react for a long time to return to an absolute being.

"That's all colleagues joking. Our director is still young. What type of girl can't he replace? I am alreadymarried with a child. Where does he value me?" In order not to let Daryl think much, Trixie can only tellhim this.

Although Frank did have ideas for her, she could not admit it.

"You will stay away from him in the future, and you are my wife, he needs to remember it."

Daryl suddenly held Trixie, with apparent grievances in his tone. For those beautiful eyes, Trixie's heartsoftened again. Suddenly, Daryl turned and walked to the door to lock the door, then walked back toTrixie to pick her up and walked towards the sofa. Trixie realized what he wanted to do and just wantedto refuse. He was provoked by Daryl and lost her mind. If in case people in the company will see themit is really embarrassing.

However, Trixie has neglected so much. Daryl knows her body too well, which makes her unable tostop, and the last trace of the reason is buried. Just when the two people were deeply attached to eachother, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the door. Trixie played a tingle, instantly lostinterest to continue. Pushing Daryl away, she tidied up her clothes and sat on the sofa as if nothing hadhappened.

The knocks on the door outside came one after another. Daryl sighed and opened the door helplessly.Erin stood outside the door with an unopened perfume in her hand. Seeing the door opened, shegreeted Daryl with a smile and walked directly inside. When she saw Trixie, her face smiled even more.She politely greeted her and stuffed the perfume into Trixie's hand. Trixie wanted to give her money,but she didn't take it.

So Trixie put the perfume into her hand again. "If you don't take this money, I can't take this perfume. Ihaven't been paid yet. Don't you want money? What is it that you want your things for?"

"This is nothing of value." Erin replied.

Trixie glanced at the brand of perfume. This brand is not cheap. A small bottle of perfume costs at leastthousands. With such a thought, Trixie had to guess whether Erin deliberately took advantage ofDaryl's presence to deliver perfume. Daryl had a long meeting. She went to deliver the documents andhad no time to come back before Daryl finished the meeting.

But she didn't come to send perfume to Trixie during that time. Thought of these, Trixie frowned andlooked at the perfume in her hand. It seems that this girl, like Nathalie Thompson, is not as simple asshe thought.

Trixie added Erin's WeChat friend and directly transferred 10,000 Yuan to her. When she saw Erin'spuzzled eyes, she just smiled and said, "The extra money will be your bonus for hard work."

"Then thank you, Mrs. Blayden." Erin can't push off again, she can only accept the money. Just as Erinleft, Trixie saw a touch of disdain on her face. Trixie thought she had lost her eyes and blinked. Whenshe went to see it again, Erin had already left the office door. Trixie doesn't know why. She always feltthat since Erin returned to the company, it was different.

In the evening, Trixie went to pick up Kinsley with Daryl and sat in the car. Trixie has been watchingErin's posts. She blocked all the previous trends in her posts. Only one posted last week could beseen.

"It's bad luck, and I didn't pass the application! I don't know which little brother wants to join the clubwith me. Wait online!"

Club?

Trixie's eyes instantly grasped the key point. Is Erin applying for a club? What club? More and morequestions occupied Trixie's brain. At that time, her brain was in a mess. Suddenly, she seemed to thinkof something, she quit WeChat, opened Weibo, and found Erin's Weibo homepage. The latestdevelopment is to go on a business trip with Daryl before, but there has been no development sincethen. Trixie continued to brush until Erin's earliest microblog but did not see any information about theclub.

Because she was worried about what happened between Daryl and Erin, she quietly paid attention toErin's microblog. Therefore, she is very familiar with the time when Erin publishes microblogs, basicallyat least two times a day.

However, after sending the news about the hotel, it has never been sent again. Trixie couldn't helpwondering, did she replace herself watching her silently? At that time, Trixie felt a little confused. She feltlike she was trapped in a maze of mirrors, walking around, and clearly found many clues, but each oneseemed to be useless. Somehow, it seems that there is a hand that controls all this. Now it seems thatshe is a player, influenced by that hand, and then follows the wishes of that hand to replace the so-calledanswer.

So, where's Daryl? Is he that hand, or is he a player like her?

Trixie did not dare to think deeply.