Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 141

No, Frank is not such a person.

The moment this thought came to her mind, Trixie immediately denied it.

Basing on her transactions with Frank, he does not seem to be a person who can do such a thing.

Honestly, he is much better than Daryl in all aspects, and he has no reason to use this matter to alienate her and Daryl's feelings. When she previously investigated Daryl's infidelity, Frank helped her a lot. He took the risk to help her encounter such a thing, even if it’s vicious to do so. By that time, he just wanted to find evidence right away and then wait for Trixie’s decision to divorce Daryl.

But this is the only suspicion and no honest truth at all.

Trixie is at a loss.

Trixie trusted Frank Jacob. But when you think about it carefully, others need to do such a thing beside him, so she is a little uncertain.

When she went to work the next day, Trixie stood at the company's door, hesitating.

Basically, she was shy enough to confess to the company. As a result, another photo last night made her even more confused about how she’s going to face Frank Jacob.

While sitting on the station with fear and trembling mood; the whole morning, her eyes kept looking at the director's office from time to time.

Fortunately, Frank seems to be very busy this day. He almost stayed in the office the whole morning and didn't come out either. And even if he came out, it was just because there might be something wrong with the materials handed in by the employees. And also, Trixie found that he had a bad temper today.

But in the past, no matter how bad the materials were made, he would not speak too harshly to the following employees. But today, he has been angry four times now, making the whole company jittery, and almost no one dares to speak.

At noon, Pearl called Trixie and invited her to eat together. The two went to the small restaurant downstairs that they often ate, ordered good dishes, and sat together.

"What happened to the director today? Suddenly losing such a big temper almost scared me to death." Pearl asked directly upon sitting.

"Maybe he was just really in a bad mood," Trixie answered absently, thinking about the photo all the time.

"By the way, sis, don't you know how enraged the director's face was after you left that day? Ever since I entered the company, I have never seen him look that bad!" After Pearl’s confession, Trixie instantly returned to absolute being and asked, "What didn't the director say that day then?"

"Nothing." Pearl shook her head. "He just threw the rose into the trash can and then left already. And none of us dared to ask. In fact, before you came that morning, he told all his colleagues that he has confessed to you, but then these men booed and said that you wouldn’t make a promise. I think this is a large part of the director's anger."

Pearl seriously helped Trixie analyze why Frank Jacob was angry the whole time, but Trixie didn't have an interest in hearing it. Although these words were unintentional, Trixie suddenly felt that she was unappreciative.

Because for her, he was just a colleague, and she doesn't want to make an embarrassing scene just because of this.

"By the way, Sister Trixie, let me show you the microblog sent by the director today." Pearl put the spoon on her mouth and stared straight at her mobile phone’s screen.

But Trixie was not really interested in Frank Jacob, so she didn't show any care. Hence, she just continued to drink the pumpkin cream soup in the bowl.

Then Pearl pointed her cell phone at her, and Trixie looked up.

It was just Frank Jacob posted a picture of the scenery and had nothing else.

Trixie doesn't have many thoughts upon seeing his post. Besides, she is not interested in Frank Jacob's things, so she doesn't care at all.

She was about to say something superficial, but Pearl’s mobile phone vibrated even before she speaks, and then a WeChat message suddenly appeared.

From there, you can't see any WeChat avatar or nickname; you can only see the message content that was sent.

"Are you having dinner with her?"

This sentence made Trixie frown.

She would have wanted to see the message clearly, but Pearl has suddenly withdrawn her phone to give a reply to this message. But Trixie didn't dare to ask about it anymore because she respected people's privacy. But the content of this message really made her curious.

"Currently, I’m having dinner with Pearl now. Who is this person who sent her a message and asked such a question? Isn’t it Frank Jacob?' Trixie wanted to think such a guess at the back of her mind.

"Is it from your boyfriend?" Trixie pretended to ask casually, but Pearl seemed startled and suddenly looked up and stared at Trixie for a few seconds.

Then she seemed to be embarrassed and nodded her head. "It’s my new boyfriend; he’s asking me what I am currently doing, so I said I was having dinner with you."

Pearl’s answer was nothing, but her attitude and reaction made Trixie feel suspicious.

Why there’s a need to be so nervous when talking to your boyfriend then?

So Trixie was half-joking and wanted to see Pearl’s responses.

"Really? You won't be bought something by Director Frank, will you?"

"How?!" Pearl shook his head hard. "Sister Trixie, you don’t like Director Frank. Even if he buys me something, what's the use?"

At this point, she approached Trixie. She said in a low voice: "But Sister Trixie, are you really infatuated with your brother-in-law? And, aren’t you persuaded by such good conditions by the director?"

Trixie smiled and sighed, "I am not greedy. My husband has been consistently giving me things for nine years. Why should I fall in love with another man again?"

"That's right," Pearl responded and then took another mouthful of soup. The whole person was ordinary and could not see anything unusual.

But Trixie noticed that after returning the conversation, her hand was tightly clenched on her knee.

Trixie took Ethology as an elective course, and she knew clearly that Pearl’s action represented people's nervousness.

After eating, the two returned to the company.

Looking at her relaxed way of chatting with the little girl around her, Trixie doubted whether she had just lost her sight. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

However, she just clearly saw Pearl, who was so nervous because of her counterflow.

Thinking about it, Trixie guessed that she should also help Frank Jacob keep an eye on her movements.

However, this is nothing. After all, no one will have a hard time wasting their time and money, especially Pearl, who was just a new employee who has not been around the company for a long time yet.

After staying in the company until three o'clock, Trixie packed up his things and drove directly to the school to pick up Kinsley.

While looking at her daughter galloping out like a lively fawn, Trixie's unhappiness was swept away. Subsequently, the most relaxing time for her now is when she is alone with her daughter.

"What a coincidence, you came to pick up Kinsley today." Behind came a slightly low man's voice, so Trixie looked back, and it turned out that it’s Frank Jacob.

She paused, then saw a little boy holding his hand and later realized that Frank has come to pick up his little nephew.

Although the last confession was embarrassing, it was also the boss who initiated himself anyway.

Trixie pulled out a smile, polite but alienated, "Yes, because my husband is a little busy today."

Frank Jacob glanced at his wristwatch and casually said, "Do you have time? Why don't we find a place to sit down? I want to talk to you for a while."

"This..." Trixie said, embarrassed, "Director, it’s not good for us to talk to each other, especially now..."

"Don’t worry; it's just a casual conversation, nothing else." The director quickly responded.

Trixie looked directly into Frank’s eyes as if he was sincerely asking for her to agree to his invitation.