Let's Divorce, Ex-Husband!

At the appointed place and time, Trixie sat in her seat and waited for a long time before the piano teacher arrived. She was late
for their meeting.
She is wearing a red skirt again.
She was always wearing a red skirt every time she sees her. I don't know if she really liked red or just wanted to disgust her.
"Where's Kinsley?" She asked.
"Kinsley is at her grandmother's." Said Trixie.
Without seeing Kinsley, the piano teacher seemed to realize the purpose of her being summoned and showed some impatience.
"Mrs. Blayden, you should know that we have no time to play like you do. I still have private classes over there. Sorry I can't
accompany you."
The teacher got up and was about to leave when she stared at her only feeling that the red skirt was dazzling.
"Is it a private lesson to teach how to seduce other people's husbands?" She didn't want to beat around the bush with her
anymore, so she simply made it clear.
She is fed up with guessing her husband’s every move, knowing that she can't ask him anything, and only will get an
excuse. She was too lazy to waste time. It is better to seize this breakthrough point and see if she can ask something.
"Mrs. Blayden, where did I provoke you that makes you so hostile to me?" Asked the teacher. The piano teacher still refused to
let go, but the expression on her face could not hide her guilt.
"You don't have to change the subject with me. You can think for yourself. If your leaders and your students know what you really
are, do you think you can still teach in their school, no, it should be in this circle?" She said in a dominant tone.
Without conclusive evidence, she can only gamble with threats, betting that the teacher's psychological defense is low enough.
The teacher bowed her head and bit her lips all the time. Her face looks very nervous. Even her hands on the table were tightly
held.
As time went by, her previous two cups of ice Americano were also served. She slowly stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon.
The sound of the spoon hitting the sides of the cup made the piano teacher feel a sense of pressure.

At last, she let out her breath.
"Well, I admit that I have thought about seducing Kinsley's father. After all, he is young, good-looking and rich. More importantly,
he is very gentle with people."
Listening to another woman's evaluation of her husband, She felt disgusted. So, she interrupted her impatiently. "I know all of
that. I just want to ask you, when did you and he get together?"
Her voice became a little high pitched, which puzzled the piano teacher.
"Mrs. Blayden, have you misunderstood something? I have this idea, but Kinsley's father has always disagreed." She said.
Disagree? She froze.
In other words, her husband did not cheat at all? Everything she found was just evidence left by this woman to make her
misunderstood?
She seemed to think of something and suddenly asked again, "Have you ever been to ‘taboo love '?"
The piano teacher had no choice but to spread her hand and smiled, "Isn't that a wedding photo? I'd like to try it with Mr. Daryl,
but he doesn't like me at all."
The change of title from "Kinsley’s Dad" to "Mr. Daryl" made her dislike her even more. I couldn't ask anything valuable, and she
was too lazy to say anything more to this woman. She called the waiter to settle the account, picked up the bag and left.
"Er! Wait!"
The piano teacher suddenly grabbed her. "I remember that when Mr. Daryl picked up Kinsley several times, he was with a
woman. The woman also liked to wear a red skirt. Every time she came, she took Mr. Daryl's hand and called him ‘boss’. It was
also because I guessed that Mr. Daryl likes women wearing red skirts that I started wearing red skirts."
"Why are you telling me this?" She asked curiously.
"Nothing, since I can't get him, then no other woman can get him." She said then smiled.
Looking at her extreme appearance, she shook her head, turned and left the coffee shop directly.

Since it has nothing to do with Kinsley's piano teacher, who is the hidden woman? She couldn't understand it, and he couldn't
see through her most. How many things is he hiding from her?
Just as she was about to take a taxi home, the camera suddenly showed an abnormality on her mobile phone. She hasn't
touched the camera since the memory card of the camera was passive before. Why did it suddenly show abnormality today?
The next second, Daryl's phone suddenly appeared, and as soon as he answered the call. She heard him in a panic voice
saying, "Wife, come back quickly, something has happened at home!"
He seemed to be in a hurry. He hung up immediately after saying the sentence. Her heart also gradually welled up with a bad
premonition.
She hurriedly took a taxi home, went downstairs, and saw the police car parked at the door of the unit door. She was nervous
and rushed upstairs without the change from the driver.
At the door of the house, she saw Daryl saying something to the two policemen. When he saw her, he hurriedly called her over.
Following the direction of his finger, she saw the camera removed from the hanging picture, and his heart thumped. As expected,
he found the camera and called the police.
In order not to make a big deal out of it, she hurriedly explained to the police that she was worried about her daughter. So, she
installed a camera at home and had no time to tell her husband.
This excuse reluctantly sent the police away, but she knew that her husband would not believe her excuse and would ask her the
truth later.
After the police left, she sat on the sofa and looked at the camera on the coffee table with its line removed. He did not dare to
look him in the eye. Anyway, it's her fault to secretly install a camera at home.
"Wife, you installed that camera because you thought that I was cheating. Right?"
Daryl hit the nail on the head. She had no room for sophistry. He kept his head down and stirred his hands. "I know you have
been suspecting me of cheating recently, and even got psychological disorders. No matter what you think, I can only tell you that
I only love you in my life and I can't and will never cheat."

Different from her imagination, he spoke as if he were coaxing a child, without a little reproach, which made her feel even more
sorry.
"Recently, there has been a problem with the turnover of the company. If you don't take a few big lists, you won't be able to slow
down at all. You know, every time I talk to those old guys about business, they are not honest at all, and they play too much
every time... I am also to blame, for fear that you are under pressure I dare not tell you, which makes you have such a big
misunderstanding of me.' Daryl patiently explained his side, which made her feel even more uncomfortable, but it was only
because of the camera that she felt a little guilty.
After all, she was still worried about the studio.
"I'm sorry." She apologized to him.
He then held her in his arms and held her tightly, as if she were afraid of losing her.
Over his shoulder, her eyes stayed on the camera that had been dismantled, and an idea came to mind.