"I can't do it. Why does it have to be him." Daphne shouted at Kian in anger. Kian wanted to place a hand on her mouth but she pushed his hand away.
"Don't shout, my mother will hear you." Kian hiss at Daphne.
"It's hard to keep calm after hearing what you want me to do," Daphne said with a low voice. She didn't want Mrs Lana to hear her. Daphne felt like no married woman should listen to their shameful conversation.
'I am not going to be a home wrecker, I wasn't born to be a home wrecker.' Daphne thought, 'What is wrong with Kian? Has he always been a horrible person, but he doesn't look like it, but then again looks could be deceiving.'
"Stop giving me those judging eyes, don't forget that you were the same girl who attempted to rape me in my uncle's store room." Kian was sitting down on his chair while Daphne sat on the bed.