Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 152

She almost spat out the acid in her stomach. After she vomited everything, she slowed down for a long time before slowly standing on the ground. She turned on the tap, and the water spouted. She was standing in front of the sink while looking at herself in the mirror. Trixie smiled.

The smile at her lip angle is bitter and disappointing. Thinking that this man who has loved him for nine years may have woven a big lie for himself, Trixie couldn't help crying. Not only because of anger but also grievances. The grievances she has selflessly paid for this man in the past nine years if Daryl really has something to do with this woman named Halle Douglas, Trixie feels that there is no need to check it again. She might also ask Daryl for divorce directly, and both of them should let each other go. Otherwise, this matter will not pass, and it will become a hurdle in her heart. She really can't get along with Daryl face to face all day.

Trixie washed her face, trying to wake herself up. Looking at the makeup she had already spent in the mirror, she simply washed it clean.

Opening the door, she was surprised to find Dr. Robert standing outside the door.

Seeing her come out, he handed up the towel he had prepared.

"Clean up your face." He’s seemingly worried about Trixie's dislike. Looking at him, Trixie couldn't help smiling. She stretched out her hand and took the towel, wiped her face, and gave it back to him, saying "thank you" after.

Dr. Robert didn't respond. He just silently threw the towel into the laundry bag. Looking at his little moves, Trixie felt for the first time that this man was a bit childish. Just then, Daryl suddenly called her. Trixie glanced at it and pressed it to answer.

"What's the matter?"

"When will you come back, wife? Kinsley and I are buying food in the supermarket. What do you want to eat?"

"Anything."

"How about fish? Or chicken wings? Kinsley said she wanted to eat swimming crabs. Should we eat crabs?"

"Good."

Trixie calmly answered and hung up the phone. In an instant, she lost all her emotions. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry. Now her heart is heavy because of the two medical records.

Anyway, she must find out what was the records meant.

While leaving, Dr. Roberts ad Oliver came out to see her off.

Trixie thought Oliver was only staying here for work, but she instantly understood that he might be living there with Jayden when she saw his pajamas. While looking at the appearance of the two men, Trixie's brain couldn't help entertaining foolish ideas. At that time, all the novels she read in her spare time poured into her mind.

"Dr. Roberts, you don't have to send the files, don't delay your rest."

Trixie said this sentence with an awkward smile, but she regretted it when she said it. She simply wanted to slap herself. She opened her mouth to explain but found herself unable to say a word. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

She can't help it, she said "thank you" in a hurry, turned and walked towards the parking space in a hurry.

"No wonder you are not interested with Allyson Baker. She is a married woman, or is she more interesting?"

Dr. Robert didn't answer the words, but his eyes were obviously dissatisfied with Oliver. He glanced at the river, turned, and went in.

Trixie drove home directly.

As soon as the door opened, Kinsley, who was watching cartoons on the sofa, immediately rushed to her arms. Daryl heard the noise. He came out of the kitchen with a spatula in his hand.

Seeing Trixie, he immediately greeted her, "Welcome home, wife! You can play with Kinsley for a while first. I’m almost done cooking."

"Hmm."

Trixie responded lightly, took off her bag, changed shoes, and held Kinsley in her arms.

When she went to the sofa and sat down, her eyes glanced at Daryl, who was busy in the kitchen from time to time. Her eyes were very complicated.

"By the way, wife, what did Dr. Robert say?"

Daryl suddenly spoke. Trixie finally came back to her sense when she heard what he just asked.

"My two-way affective disorder seems to be serious again. Dr. Robert said that it may have something to do with work."

"Should you quit your job? Our company is not small now, it’s enough for our family of three to have plenty of food and clothing."

"What?!"

Hearing the words "quit your job" made Trixie retorted directly.

Kinsley, who was sitting on her mother's lap, felt wrong. She wanted to cry but did not dare. She came down from her mother's lap with a smiling face and ran into her bedroom.

Daryl was also shocked by her wife for a few seconds, then reacted and frowned slightly.

"If you don't want to quit, you will not quit. I also see that you are too tired to work overtime every day... You scare Kinsley."

Daryl said such a sentence, sighed lightly, turned, and returned to the kitchen. Trixie was still sitting on the sofa. She gradually calmed down and realized that her temper was too bad. She stood up and walked to Kinsley's door. She knocked gently on the door. There was no sound inside.

Trixie knocked on the door again, then quietly turned the door handle to open the door.

While going in, the room was dark, and only the quilt arched in the middle of the bed could be seen faintly through the light outside the window.

Kinsley curled up inside. Trixie sighed, turned on the light, then closed the door with his backhand, went to bed, and sat down, gently lifting the quilt. Kinsley suddenly cried badly. Trixie saw those bright and moving big eyes in tears, and her heart was very regretful. What happened between her and Daryl is their business. She shouldn't lose her temper in front of the child.

Before Trixie made such a move, she had been worried about Kinsley's psychological problems. But this time, she seemed to be contributing to making her feel bad.

"I'm sorry Kinsley, Mom shouldn't have lost her temper. Don't cry, please?"

Trixie stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on Kinsley's face. Kinsley didn't struggle. She simply took the child out, held her in her arms, and patted her back gently to show comfort.

"Mom... did you quarrel with Dad and want to leave Dad?"

Kinsley was buried in Trixie’s arms, sobbing incessantly, and Trixie was even more distressed by her improper breathing.

"How can Mom leave Dad? I was just in a bad mood now, but mama had apologized. I shouldn't lose my temper casually. I assure you that I would never do this again in the future."

Looking at Trixie swearing with three fingers, Kinsley blinked her big tearful eyes. Obviously, she didn't quite understand her mother's action, but she understood Trixie's words and finally nodded her little head.

Just when Trixie thought that her daughter was already fine, Kinsley suddenly said another word.

"But today, the beautiful aunt said that my mother likes other uncles and doesn't want my father to be with me."

It exploded rapidly in Trixie's brain.