Once again, Eileen was taken aback by Trish's imagination. "If he's truly a scion of a wealthy family, why would he marry me in haste?"

Trish scratched her head, pondering for a while but couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

Seeing her in such distress, Eileen chuckled, "Alright, I'll ask him when I get back, then we'll know what's going on, right?"

Trish smiled, "Yeah."

After bidding farewell, Eileen called Rafael.

"Let's have dinner together tonight."

Although they were already married, they still lived in their respective homes.

When you thought about it, they hadn't even had a proper meal together.

"Okay." Rafael's lips curled up swiftly.

"Then... come...