Trixie stood from where she was, clearly dumbfounded. She froze for a few minutes.
It was not until Frank handed her the roses before she realized and hurriedly returned it.
She smiled awkwardly and looked at her colleagues, watching the scene unfold. She deliberately
raised her voice.
"Director Jacob, today is April Fool's, right? I can't stand such a big joke."
"Trixie, this is not a joke. I am confessing to you." Frank was being serious.
With so many people watching, if she accepts his confession, then their relationship would be an issue.
However, it would be embarrassing and awkward for both of them if she refuses him since they work at
the same company.
Looking at him. Trixie's goodwill towards him began to plummet. She really didn't expect Frank to use
this kind of dirty method just to force her to be with him.
Since Trixie is gentle and generous, she never argues with others and gives other people's feelings into
consideration.
However, she really didn't like his kind of pursuing the method. In that case, she didn't mind Frank
being embarrassed.
"Sorry, Director Xia, you should know that I am married. If I accept, wouldn't it will be unfair to my
husband." Trixie did not turn him down directly.
She explained that she was married and wanted Frank to step down, but he was still persistent.
"It doesn't matter. I still like you."
He went on his own way, looking directly at Trixie's eyes, waiting for a specific response.
In the eyes of others, he's the hero of the novel portrayed as the domineering president. Not wanting to
be abandoned by his lover, so he insists on being with her. But in her eyes, his action is no different
from children.
Seeing that the time agreed with Daryl is coming soon, Trixie is becoming very impatient.
Looking at Frank, "Sorry, Director, forgive me, but I cannot promise you. I have something to do. I am in
a hurry." Then passed Frank and went straight to the elevator.
Looking at her colleagues murmuring with each other, Trixie immediately pressed the button and didn't
recover until she got out of the elevator.
She really didn't expect Frank to make such a big confession to her in front of all her colleagues.
What was that?
Most people in the company already knows about her marriage. Frank wanted to take advantage of her
suspicions of Daryl's infidelity. There is no need for him to use this kind of method.
Trixie thought as she walked towards the exit. She looked up and saw Daryl waiting for her at the door.
Trixie panicked and worried that Frank would catch up behind her. She trotted two steps to the front of
his car.
Daryl looked at her face and frowned. "What's the matter? Why do you look so ugly?"
Trixie shook his head hurriedly and said with a smile, "It's nothing. I just had a little misunderstanding
with my colleague. Let's hurry up. It's almost past the agreed time."
Daryl hesitated for a moment. He didn't seem to believe Trixie's story, but he didn't ask much.
Got in the car and drove to the hair salon.
When they got to the place, she found the chief hairdresser with whom they had made an appointment
in advance to help Daryl trim his hair.
Looking at his black and damaged hair, Trixie licked her lips.
Suddenly, the mobile phone in her hand fell to the ground. She exclaimed and hurriedly bent down to
pick it up. "I’m sorry.'
Daryl heard her voice and asked her what was wrong.
Trixie smiled and said nothing.
After a while, his hair was trimmed, and the hairdresser took Daryl to clean it. Trixie took the
opportunity to go to the bathroom. Taking out a pinch of his trimmed hair, she took out two sealed bags
from her pocket.
One bag containing another hair, while the other bag has nothing.
Trixie opened the other bag. She put Daryl's hair and then put the two bags back into her pocket.
Out of the compartment, she went to the sink to wash her hands and put on makeup in front of the
mirror. She didn't go out of the bathroom until her pounding heart calmed down. Daryl had dried his hair
and waited for her outside. Seeing her come out, she hurriedly came and took his hand.
When he saw that her face was very flushed, he asked her, "What's the matter, wife? Why is your face
so red?"
Trixie subconsciously touched her cheeks, only to find that her face was hot because of nervousness.
She then patted his back.
"Let’s hurry back. We still have to go pick Kinsley from her nursery?"
"Aright." He agreed.
After returning, Trixie found a time to make an appointment with Jessa.
In the coffee shop where they often meet, Trixie gave her the hair of Aiden and Daryl.
"Can you please, Mrs. Huggis, bring this for a DNA test?"
"No trouble." Jessa carefully puts the hair into her bag. "I think you should understand. There are some
things you cannot avoid. It's better to be simple than to think wildly. A DNA test can not only clear
Daryl's innocence but will also let you know whether everything has to do with your husband. Don’t
stress yourself. Your skin will become wrinkly."
Her joke made Trixie laugh.
Trixie couldn't help but feel a little excited when she thought about the results. She couldn’t wait any
longer.
"Ah, by the way, sister, there is something I want to tell you." Jessa interrupted.
"What?"
Jessa slightly hesitated. "Two days ago, after you asked me about Wilson going out to dinner with your
family, I asked him when he came back. He said that before they left, he saw Daryl had dinner with a
woman. Wilson said that the woman was very beautiful and had a little boy with her."
Knowing that Jessa was talking about Hailey, Trixie didn't care. "I know. Daryl came back and told me
that it was his friend."
"Not that day, the day before." Jessa said: "About five or six days ago? I went to pick up Little John with
Rick. He saw Daryl behind the school with someone, but I didn't see them. He was afraid to tell me, not
until he learned it from you, but Rick didn’t want you and Daryl to quarrel."
Five or six days ago?
Isn't the photo taken by Frank was five or six days ago?
Did Daryl really go out that day and went to that street with Hailey?!
Trixie's brain is already messed up, so she couldn't react at that time.
Looking at Trixie's dull face, Jessa realized that she seemed to be talking much and hurriedly
explained, "Sister, don't think too much, aren't they just friends? Maybe it's just a meal. Rick only saw
them enter the restaurant together, nothing more."
It's not "nothing'.
It's what they did later is what they did not want her to see.
Without the kissing photo taken by Frank and listening to Jessa alone, Trixie would have believed that
Daryl and Hailey were nothing.
But after seeing that photo, everything became clear. With such a difficult angle, Trixie hardly believed
that they were definitely kissing. Anyway, she must go back and ask Daryl.
What the hell is going on?!
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