He didn't directly address Danielle's accusations, but I could sense a shift in his emotions. I didn't confront him about it, opting to leave with him instead.
As we reached the car, a girl suddenly rushed out, panicked, "Mr. Lloyd, something's wrong! Danielle has fainted!"
Javier's expression shifted slightly, though he remained composed. He answered, "If she's sick, take her to the hospital. Why come to me?"
The girl looked anxious, her tone sounded urgent, "But ... but Danielle keep calling your name. She refused to go to the hospital no matter what."
Javier's face changed completely. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, his veins bulging.
In the next moment, he could no longer hold back. "Mandy, Danielle has a heart condition. I need to check on her, I can't let her die ..." Before he could finish, he had already run off. I stepped out of the car too.
Not far away, Danielle was lying on the ground. Javier expertly searched her body for her medication, only to find the bottle empty, he panicked. For the first time, I saw Javier lose control over another woman.