"How dare you have that attitude after sleeping outside the house without your parent's permission?" Mr Anderson bellowed his fierce glare centred on Joanna.
"Where are your manners and dignity as a woman?" Mr Anderson asked as he started walking towards Joanna.
"Maybe I am lacking in manners because when other parents were busy teaching their kids, my father was too busy to care about whether I am alive or dead," Joanna replied with her chin held high.
She climbed a step down. "Also, maybe I don't have dignity because I take after my married father who couldn't exercise self-control and had to impregnate unmarried…,"
"How dare you little brat talk to me like that?" The furious Mr Anderson raised his hand to hit Joanna on the face.
His raised right hand was about to descend on her pretty face when someone grabbed it amid the air.
"Who has the guts to stop me," Mr Anderson raised his free hand to hit the one who held his hand.
