"Like mother like son??? What do you mean by that statement?" Y.K's mom asked, staring angrily at her.
"You know exactly what I mean," Patricia answered, eyeing her.
"Well if I did I won't ask you what you meant. Explain yourself better stop beating around the bush."
"Oh you want to pretend that you don't remember right? Okay, I'll freshen your memory for you. Remember when we were still in school and you were crazy, no not crazy, obsessed over a guy?"
Y.K's mom shifted her body uncomfortably. She blinked her eyes and kept a blank face, pretending not to remember.
"I know you won't say anything. Well, I have no problem reminding you. You came to assault me over the boy just because I was friends with him. Do you remember now?" Patricia asked, smirking at her.
Y.K's mom's face flushed. She was embarrassed as Patricia said those words and glanced sideways at her son. He was staring at her with a look of surprise on his face.