Chapter 150. Prisoner of His Life

“Honey, if you want me to be happy, obey your father, and do whatever he asks, do you understand?"

A 12-year-old Michaël had his face lowered and his eyebrows furrowed as he listened to his mother. He didn't understand why she was telling him that when he just asked her what he had to do to make her stop hurting herself. 

She spent her time cutting her arms with blades or other sharp objects she found here and there. She spent her time banging her head against the wall and crying calling for their father who was with another woman.

He didn't understand, and when he asked her why she was so sad, she replied that she wanted her husband to love her as before and that it was because he was a naughty boy that John Keller hated her.

“Mom, I don’t want to be a model please…I…”

The next thing Michael felt was his mother's fingers rubbing his ears and pulling them so hard he thought he would lose them.

“Stop being such a finicky bad son. Can't you obe