Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 78

Nathalie’s roommate's words deepened Trixie's doubts.

"Has she always been out recently?"

Trixie tentatively asked, but the roommate just stopped talking. She glanced at the other two, equally silent.

Trixie's guess seemed to have been confirmed. What she saw last night might really be Nathalie.

Just then, the sound of a blind guide stick hitting the ground was getting nearer, and Trixie looked back and turned out to be Nathalie.

Looking at her getting closer and closer, she wanted to get out of the way, but Trixie was more selfish and blocked the door.

She wanted to see for herself whether Nathalie's blindness was true or not. Nathalie went straight ahead without meaning to stop. Trixie finally relented. She got out of the way, fearing that Nathalie would fall down.

Watching Nathalie walk into the dormitory and put the blind stick aside, she groped for her place.

"Nathalie, your sister-in-law has come to send you something."

One of her roommates informed her, and then looked at Trixie standing at the door.

It seemed that there were some doubts why Nathalie didn't call her directly when she came in just now.

"Sister-in-law?"

"Yes, at the door."

Listening to her roommate, Nathalie turned to the room at the door, but her eyes were lifeless.

Trixie hurriedly weighed things and walked in, smiling and saying, "Hello, Nathalie. I came in here after I went shopping, I bought something for you and you can try it with your roommates."

Nathalie recognized Trixie's voice and groped to stand up. Trixie hurriedly walked over and handed the macaroon she bought for her.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

She followed Trixie's words and called her sister-in-law, because calling her "Mrs. Blayden" would make people think a lot.

Nathalie turned around, groped to unpack the bag, and then called her three roommates to eat. They all thanked one after another, each took a piece and hurried back to their position.

They don't seem to want to have too much contact with Nathalie.

However, Nathalie did not seem to care. She took out a piece of macaroon and handed it to Trixie. Trixie said she would not eat it but eventually ate afterward.

Trixie looked at her and tried to ask, "Just now, I heard your roommate say that you went out. Your eyes can't see, and you can't run around. Call me if you need anything, is that okay?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Nathalie nodded hard, and Trixie smiled.

"In a few days, there will be an exam. The library should be cleaned up and I went there to listen to the test questions. I came back a little late last night. I almost didn't take a hot bath. I used the water my roommate brought me."

She reached out and took off the headphones she was still wearing in her ear.

Trixie didn't know if she took it off intentionally and showed it to herself. One of the three roommates heard Nathalie mention this. She reluctantly smiled, and just said it was a little effort.

Clearly, it was a very harmonious dormitory for four people in Trixie's perspective, but there was a trace of them being the same.

These three roommates seemed to be a little afraid of Nathalie.

In order not to let Nathalie get suspicious, Trixie felt it was time to go.

Then she made an excuse to leave at will.

On the way home, Trixie was still thinking about Nathalie. She really couldn't make up her mind whether she is really blind or false blind.

Until she got off the bus, she suddenly remembered that Daryl had said that Nathalie's eyes seemed to have an examination report. But if she asked Daryl or Nathalie directly, she would definitely be suspected.

Suddenly, an idea welled up in her mind.

In the evening, Daryl came back from fishing with some friends. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Trixie busy in and out of the kitchen, and there were already several dishes on the table.

He was surprised to look at Trixie, who was serving porridge. The happiness on his face was about to overflow.

"My wife personally cooks for me today?"

He put all his fishing gear away, then went to the kitchen to wash his hands, took a pair of chopsticks and put a mouthful of burnt eggplant in his mouth.

Although Trixie didn’t cook much at ordinary times, it tasted good once in a while.

"So delicious!"

Daryl hugged Trixie and kissed him. Trixie was amused by his childlike behavior.

"Finish your dinner and pick up Kinsley from Mom after eating."

Daryl paused and swept the room only to find that Kinsley was not there.

"Kinsley won’t be eating here tonight?"

"Mom specially stewed pickled fish for her. I went to pick her up but she didn't come with me."

Thinking of her daughter's little greedy cat, Trixie couldn't help laughing.

"Pick her up after dinner."

"Ms. Smith will officially take up her post tomorrow. I will go to New York tomorrow to handle the handover." Daryl said to Trixie while picking up food.

Trixie felt very uncomfortable when he mentioned this name. Not only because of this name, but also because of this person.

"She went to work in New York City, what about her son? Driving back and forth every day?"

When she suddenly thought of the child named Aiden, Trixie couldn't help asking.

"I don't think she should be running back and forth every day. After all, the school in New York is definitely not as good as the current school, so it's troublesome."

Daryl had been burying his head in eating and didn’t seem to want to talk too much about Ms. Smith and Aiden to Trixie.

Trixie could also understand that, after all, because of that woman, it made a lot of misunderstandings between their marriage, and also through Nathalie coercion, no one would like to see her.

After the topic ended, Daryl didn't say anything, and the couple kept silent.

You could only hear chopsticks touching porcelain plates and chewing.

"By the way, I went to Nathalie’s school to see her today."

When Trixie mentioned Nathalie, Daryl's action of clipping vegetables obviously stiffened.

"Why did you suddenly remember to visit her?"

"She told me that her eyes seemed to be serious and a little stinging."

"Don't worry about her, that is an old problem of hers, and she is used to it even before."

Daryl casually answered, and didn't seem to care much about Nathalie's eyes.

"Which hospital did you take her to before her eyes were really not in a good shape? I will take her tomorrow for a checkup."

Trixie casually mentioned it, but his eyes kept looking at the expression on Daryl's face.

He frowned slightly, as if hesitating about something.

"What?"

Trixie asked, so he hurriedly smiled and shook his head.

"Nothing. If she is really feeling uncomfortable, I'll take her tomorrow. I know the doctor. There is no need to register there."

"Okay."

Trixie did not say anything afterward.

Speaking of Nathalie, she just wanted to see Daryl's reaction.

From the moment she found that Nathalie's eyes seemed to be fine, she was suspicious.

If Nathalie won sympathy for lying to live, then she has nothing to say. After all, Nathan helped a lot when Daryl’s company was just starting. However, if Daryl and Nathalie lied to her together, the little trust she had left in Daryl would probably be gone.

Looking at Daryl sitting opposite to her, Trixie felt uneasy. She hoped that Nathalie's eyes were really blind, or that she had lied by herself.

If Daryl was really involved again, Trixie will be really desperate.