Trish restrained the urge to shake Eileen, but Eileen still noticed that something was amiss.

"Trish, what's wrong? Why aren't you speaking?"

As she spoke, Eileen glanced in Trish's direction.

Trish wanted to raise her hand to block Eileen's line of sight, but it was already too late.

The car slammed to a sudden halt.

Trish watched Eileen's stunned expression. "Sweetie, don't be angry first. Maybe he has his reasons..."

As she spoke, Trish glanced in Rafael's direction and saw him get into a car.

"Let's follow him and see where he's going. Let's not misunderstand him like last time..."

Trish tugged at Eileen's sleeve, her tone pleading.

Eileen pursed...