The DNA Ultimatum

"What did you just say? A DNA test?" she gasps.

"You heard me. I want us to run a DNA test. I'll only accept your daughter if her DNA matches mine."

She scoffs. "Are you implying that I am lying?"

I nod. "Yes, I can never trust you," I tell her.

"So the main issue is that you don't trust me? Is that it?"

"Let's fix a date for the test; I want it to happen this week," I say.

She stands up and paces