"I'm just saying it for your own good, Lielle!" she shouted back.
"Own good? How does that even help me? Then I'll end up having an affair with you, huh?! That's what you want?" I asked angrily.
She looked at the road and rolled her eyes.
"F*ck it." She punched the stirring wheel hardly.
"Why are you cursing?! Because it's true? You think I'm that evil to have an affair? And not to anyone else but her sister?!" I asked madly.
"Lielle!" She bumped her head on the headrest of her seat.
"What? Tell me why I can't love him?!" I shouted.
"Because he's a workaholic!" She shouted and looked at me concerned
"And so?!"
We looked at each other angrily as we talked.
"Don't you get it, Lielle?!" she asked me while looking straight into my eyes.
"What? What's wrong with being workaholic?! Yo
