Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

After staying at Jessa's house until midnight, Trixie and Daryl left exhausted.
When they got home, it was already past one o'clock in the morning. Kinsley should have gone to bed long ago. Trixie and Daryl
did not pick her up either.
Trixie was lying in bed after taking a bath, still haunted by what Jessa said.
She never understood why Erin Matthew wanted to join the club. Didn't she and Frank Jacob already join?
Did... she also realize that that was a hoax, so she wanted to pull her into the pit?
Thinking of her, Trixie suddenly thought that Frank Jacob was also in the club. Although he didn't say anything about quitting
now, Trixie thought it was better to tell him in advance.
She took her cell phone and sent a message to Frank Jacob.
"That club, aren't you going to quit?"
After a while, a notification on WeChat sounded, and Trixie quickly opened it.
"Not yet. What's the matter?"
"That club extorted the membership fee. My friend has been fooled and is going to call the police tomorrow."
"I know."
Did he know?!
Trixie was not very clear with what Frank Jacob meant.
Did he know that her friend had been cheated on? Or did he know from the beginning that the club was a lie?
Just when Trixie wanted to ask again, Frank Jacob sent her another message.
"I have something to say on Monday. Sleep, good night."
Looking at the news, Trixie was very helpless.
No way, she could only put down her cell phone.

However, there was one thing that puzzled her.
If the club was a scam, then the so-called membership system would not be established.
Frank Jacob said that because the membership system wasn't in place, it couldn't be determined whether he acquired the
membership list from a female senior official after he joined the club.
Moreover, even if the membership system existed, the top management would not give the list to a man who he just met
because of one contact, which simply didn't make sense.
Could that list... be forged by Frank Jacob himself?!
Trixie was startled by the idea pouring out of her mind.
Considering that Frank Jacob didn't take her request for the list seriously when she was anxious to receive it. However, she had
no doubts about the list's origins when he handed it to her.
If the list was forged by Frank, what was his purpose?
At that time, Trixie really couldn't guess.
Just then, Daryl pushed the door out of the bathroom.
While wiping his head, he went to the bed and sat down.
He looked at Trixie's absent-minded appearance, wiped his head, and tried to ask, "What's wrong with, honey? Still thinking
about Jessa?"
Trixie came to her absolute being and nodded her head.
Daryl threw the bath towel aside and held her in her arms. "Well, don't think about it. Look at what the couple said tomorrow. If
they agree with what I said, then let's call the police first, and then see what the police said afterward."
"By the way, honey, don't you know Mike Andrews? Can you..."
"What good man do you think he is?" Daryl sighed. "Remember the birthday party? I haven't contacted him since then. But not
long ago, he also called me and told me about this club."

Speaking of this, Trixie instantly came to interest.
She had been struggling with Daryl and the club. It would be great if Daryl could explain it to her himself.
"What did he tell you?"
"What else can he say? Similar to what Rick Wilson said, he told me that this club is very good and can enhance the relationship
between husband and wife." Daryl said, looking at Trixie, "Honey, didn't you also ask him? As you should know, most people
can't do that disgusting thing."
Daryl disliked the club, but Trixie still took his words with a grain of salt.
After so many things, her trust in Daryl had been completely worn away.
So she said half-jokingly, "Have you not moved your mind?"
"How? No matter what, I won't touch that kind of thing." Daryl hurriedly denied. "But I didn't think you would check that kind of
thing because of the mask left by Sandro Evans in the office last time?"
"It's not just a mask."
Speaking of which, Trixie simply told Daryl about the discovery of hidden web pages and short moving pictures.
After enduring such a long time, Trixie got tired.
After listening to Trixie's words, Daryl got up and went to the study to bring the computer, pressed the keyboard a few times, and
easily found the hidden webpage.
"Is this what you were referring to?"
Trixie only took one look, and the ugly ambiguous action on it made her hard to accept.
"Yes," Trixie said that he found the short moving picture from his mobile phone and showed it to Daryl. "Is this you?"
Daryl glanced at the moving picture and was amused by her. "Why do you think this is me? I can't even see my face."
Trixie didn't speak, but Daryl kissed her. "This is a flyer I received previously from the company, advertising a new style of
wedding photography studio. I think I’m fairly interested and would like to shoot a set with you, but I'm scared you won't accept it,

so I went to their website and inquired."
Daryl's words sound reasonable, but Trixie still had doubts in her heart.
At that time, Daryl must have known that she had seen the web page. For so many days from that day, if he just wanted to take a
set of photos of other styles, he had to make it clear. Why did he have to hide it from her?
Did she have to ask before he can explain?
"Oh, dear, don't think about that. It's not early to go to bed. I'll be busy with Rick Wilson tomorrow."
Before Trixie could react, Daryl turned off the light and turned on only a small bedside lamp.
Unintentionally, Trixie caught a glimpse of Daryl's chest as if there was a kiss mark. She frowned and stretched out her hand to
touch it.
Following Trixie's eyes, Daryl also noticed the trace on his chest and changed his face instantly.
"How did this happen?" Trixie kept the anger in her heart and asked casually.
"Oh! Kinsley almost fell while fishing today. I helped her and was punctured by the stone next to her. I didn't pay attention at the
time. How would this be green?"
Looking at Daryl talking to himself, Trixie nearly failed to stabilize and almost questioned him directly.
She was not a child. How did he get that mark on his chest? She knew clearly.
Thinking of the smell of perfume when he came back and entered the door that day, Trixie was sure that he had met Erin
Matthew.
But why?
She also suspected that there might be a hidden relationship between the two before, but since Erin Matthew married Frank
Jacob, she had never thought of this again.
Anyway, Erin and Frank were both young, and got married. The feeling of love had not faded, and it was unlikely that they will
cheat at that time.

Additionally, Frank Jacob was really a rich second generation.