Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 123

"About Kinsley?"

"What about Kinsley?"

Hearing Daryl's words, Trixie felt terrible and shocked and sounded like her heart was going to pumped out.

She didn't know what Daryl had done outside and he even involved her own daughter.

She could ignore anything else, but when it came to Kinsley, she would do anything even if it caused her own death.

"Daryl!"

She walked on the staircase and she pushed the door directly to pen it up, and Daryl who was still on the phone inside, was startled.

Looking at Trixie's angry face he quickly hung up the phone and forced to smile.

"Why did you come here honey? Didn't I said to wait for me at the counter?"

Trixie asked Daryl with a very harsh voice, "You just mentioned Kinsley's name to that person whom you are talking over the phone. What about Kinsley!? Who is that person whom you are talking?!"

"What about Kinsley?" Daryl moved his hand and touched his nose, still smiling gently. "Honey, did you hear me wrong? I'm talking about the company. How can Kinsley be involved?"

"Daryl, do you think I am a fool?" "Do you think I overheard the name of my daughter"?

Trixie didn't want to beat around the bush with him anymore, but she wanted to get started and rob his mobile phone. Trixie felt terrible and was really angry with Daryl and she did not want him to make her

like a fool so she wanted and started to grab Daryl's mobile phone.

Daryl obviously looked guilty and was unwilling to give his mobile phone behind his back.

"Honey, stop it. It's really a company business. I didn't lie to you."

"That's good. Now you call back in front of me and put it on speaker."

"Honey..."

"Now!"

Trixie's chest fluctuated violently, and she couldn't bear Daryl's repeated excuses.

In any case, she must know who called Daryl today, even if she argued with him.

He really had no choice but to call back according to Trixie's words.

The phone beeps twice and was immediately connected.

Listen to the voice. It's a woman.

"Eddison, why did you hang up all of a sudden over the phone? Did your wife checked on you?"

A woman's voice should sound in her thirties, not young, but not mature.

Among the women Trixie knew, she did not seem to have heard the voice, so she was not sure who it was.

"I am his wife, Trixie. You just said about Kinsley, Kinsley is our daughter, so I want to know what you are talking about Kinsley?"

The woman was silent for a moment, and there was a rustling noise on the other side of the phone.

Trixie frowned and just wanted to speak when she heard the woman on the other side of the phone explain.

"Oh! Mrs. Trixie, right? I've heard of you from Mr. Daryl. You are a virtuous and a capable wife. But did you just hear me wrong? We didn't talk about Kinsley, did we? We are talking about a new project that Daryl cooperated with my husband recently. There are three parks in our family, which need to be rebuilt recently. I know that he always works in architectural design, so I wanted to discuss with him. "

"Cooperation project?"

"Yes. I'm really sorry, Mrs. Blayden. This kind of thing should be interviewed with Mr. Daryl. I'm really sorry to disturb your private time."

The woman's speech was natural and graceful, and Trixie also felt that she was abrupt and embarrassed.

"I am very sorry that I called you? I'm sorry for such a big misunderstanding."

"Small things." The woman smiled and her voice was bright and clear. "My husband's surname is Smith. Just call me Mrs. Smith." Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Well, Mrs. Smith, we will set an appointment to go shopping together when we are both free. I apologize."

"Trixie you are very kind."

Trixie hung up the phone and took a deep breath to calm her mood and then she returned it to Daryl.

"Do you believe me now, honey?"

"Hmm."

Daryl smiled helplessly and held Trixie's arms and kissed her forehead intimately.

"Honey how do you entertain foolish ideas every day? You just really scared me."

"I'm sorry, as soon as I heard about Kinsley, I am shocked and my feelings got heated up because she is our daughter, I'm so much concerned about her".

"All right, all right. The bags should be packed right now. Shall we hurry back? I have to pick up Kinsley."

"Okay."

Trixie was still uneasy even Mrs. Smith explained it clearly to her on the phone.

She always felt that things should not be that simple.

Because she was sure she had heard correctly, Daryl said her daughter's name, Kinsley, but he refused to admit it.

There are also the last few words in his sentence, "I advise you to leave as soon as possible", which, no matter how you listen, it's not like what he would say to his customers or anyone close to him.

Obviously, Daryl was lying.

But he did dial back that number, and he couldn't contact Mrs. Smith to cooperate with her in advance.

If all the assumptions didn't bear, there was only one possibility-

Daryl and the so-called Mrs. Smith are collaborating to cheat her.

But Trixie couldn't hold on to them now, so she could only rely on herself to find evidence slowly.

The next Saturday, Trixie and Daryl went to the police station to report the loss of their ID cards.

She said that the excuse given to Daryl was that her ID card was degaussed and there was no way to reuse it, so she wanted to report the loss and reissue it.

Daryl pretended to believe it and drove with her with her residence booklet.

In the process of handling, Daryl's phone rang again. He told Trixie and went out to answer the phone.

Although Trixie felt uncomfortable, he was helpless. He used the company's affairs as a shield. What could she say?

Trixie was the only one who came to handle things that day. While the staff were not busy, she made tentative inquiries.

"Hello, I would like to ask, if you get married for the second time around, will it show that you are already married?"

"Yes, because the first marriage will appear on the documents and the second marriage will also appear if they get married, so it is very difficult to show that they are married."

The staff's words made Trixie feel even more uneasy. It seemed that it was impossible to verify whether Daryl was married before from the record.

Suddenly, the staff looked up and asked casually, "Did you get married a few years ago?"

"Nine years ago."

"What was filed in the marital status column of your husband's residence booklet before marriage?"

Trixie started to think and answered, "It's blank."

She remembered it very clearly, because when they went to get a marriage certificate, she also asked Daryl about it.

He told her that unfilled space means unmarried.

"That's right." The staff glanced at Trixie and looked complicated and unpredictable. "This piece was not so strict before, so some even if they got married and have a marriage certificate, the column would be blank."

"Is it the same of getting divorce certificate"? Trixie asked.

"Yes."

The staff didn't speak clearly, but Trixie probably guessed what she meant.

Daryl might have been married or divorced, because the column of his marital status was blank, so no one could prove if it was true.

Just then, Daryl came back from the phone call. His face didn't look very good. It seemed that he had just had a quarrel with someone.

But standing beside Trixie, he still pulled out a smile and casually asked, "Is it done?"

"Hmm"

Trixie couldn't even understand her emotions right now.