Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 5 - 5: Catches **** And Catches Double

Upon returning home, Trixie checked which websites she had registered according to Erin's phone number.

All the way to her microblog.

Not to mention the way she does things now, it is comparable to Holmes in detecting rival lovers.

From the microblog, Erin is a little girl who likes sharing everything she does very much. She had to take photos and send microblogs when she eats a meal. She is youthful and energetic. She is indeed the type that successful men like Daryl would like.

Trixie turned over her photo album and found that Erin had a red skirt with a caption.

"My husband sent it, I like it so much, Mua!"

She suddenly remembered the post Daryl had made two days ago. The post had been deleted by him, but Trixie will never forget the content.

Therefore, Daryl's intimate call to his wife is not her, but Erin?!

Just then, Erin sent another microblog.

"Business trip! The scenery is good!"

The following is the location of Aero Hotel in Arial city next door, and then the overlooking view of the hotel window, which is really beautiful.

Is it time to get a room?

Trixie suppressed the impulse to confront Daryl and told himself to catch a double, so he registered a trumpet and commented on Erin's microblog.

"Little sister, which floor is your room? The last time I came to see the scenery, the effect was not so good?"

Erin soon returned the comment and mentioned that they were on the 15th floor.

After closing Weibo, Trixie rushed her daughter to Jessa Jones’ house, she asked her to take care of her for a while, and drove to Arial city to find Aero Hotel.

"Please help me book a room next to Erin Matthew. We made an appointment to play together, but we couldn't contact her. I only remember that she was on the 15th floor." She told the hotel staff.

After listening to what she said, the front desk of the hotel had no doubt and directly helped her book the room.

Trixie took the room card and went straight into the room and begin to wait.

Her heart has been struggling and her mind is in a mess. What should she do if she really succeeded in catching her with her husband?

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However, if she didn't divorce, how could she face Daryl's bloody betrayal of herself in their marriage?

Fortunately, it soon got dark, and Trixie didn't have time to struggle for too long. Finally she heard the sound of the door opening in the next room.

Then there was an ambiguous movement!

"Well... boss, every time you come out with me, are you not afraid of your wife?"

It's Erin's voice!

Trixie only felt that her blood was surging up, and she couldn't think so much anymore. She walked to the door next to her room and began to pat the door hard!

Erin quickly came and opened the door. When she saw her, her expression was shocking. "Mrs. Blayden?!"

Trixie didn't answer her, pushed Erin aside and squeezed in, lifting the quilt on the bed. "Daryl!"

There was an unknown naked man lying on the bed. He looked at her and shouted impatiently to Erin, "Who is this woman? Do you know her? Let her get out of here!"

It’s not Daryl!

Trixie suddenly came back from reality and threw the quilt back awkwardly. At this moment, their movement caused the opposite door to open.

"Trixie?"

Daryl rushed over to pull Trixie and apologized to the man. "I'm sorry, Mr. Moore, this is my wife. She has found the wrong room!"

The general manager swore, Trixie's head was thinking so stupidly until Daryl pulled her into the opposite room.

"What's wrong with you?"

Daryl was impatient with her for the first time. "This William Moore is very difficult to deal with. I had a hard time knowing that he was lecherous. I only brought Erin to serve him every time. If you interrupt him like this, what if he doesn't give us the list tomorrow?"

Trixie was in a mess. "I'm sorry, Daryl, I just thought..."

Daryl stared at her heavily and directly debunked her.

"Did you think I cheated?" He asked.