Chapter 43

Christian's POV

The question hit hard like a rock and I struggled to catch my breath. How the hell had he found out about that? Had he threatened Belle again to get that information from her? I trusted the doctor a lot, he would never mention anything to my father as long as I had asked him not to.

"Why aren't you speaking anymore, Christian?" My father asked, completely enjoying himself. "Have you already lost your voice? You should know how to talk." He said to me. He loved moments like these. Moments where he is able to seek control over me.

I sighed in despair, hating my self but hating his guts more. How could he say things like that to me? I desperately wanted to rub it on his face that I knew about his little mistress and the shinanegans going on in his life, but I thought about my mother, how desperately she wouldn't want me to do this. That, was enough to calm my nerves down and signal my brain back to normal.

"I don't have anything to say to you father." I replied finally. M