For the rest of the day, I faced a lot of teasing that didn't seem like it. Trips, discreet insults, and the worst were when I wanted to go change for a sports class. The girls closed the door in my face before opening it when they were done changing. When I got to my locker, I found it open and there was a horrible smell coming from it. It was fermented soy water if I refer to the smell. Someone had sprinkled it all over my locker and my gym clothes were covered in it but the most important thing is that it was unusable so much it was wet and smelly. At the bottom of my locker, there was lipstick written '' A shit smell for a shit ''. I started crying sitting on the bench. I was not going to go to sports class, it would be useless since I do not have the appropriate equipment. I cried in the locker room for I don't know how long realizing that from the beginning, these people were pretending. They pretended not to blame me because I had Michael's protection and they didn't
I stood in that dark alley for I don't know how long crying and almost cursing my life. I've never been a bad person, I've never had to hurt anyone to go through that. I didn't know my dead parents, or maybe they abandoned me because of the way Jeanne looked away every time she had to talk about it. I think the second option is more valid. Even my parents did not want me and while I still managed to have someone who loves me, Jeanne, I had to bring her worries. I made her life so miserable that she couldn't enjoy the joys of life because of me. I lived on her hook for so long like a parasite preventing her from being happy, I even told myself that she ran away with me so that my parents would not abandon me. It was surely that I would be the one my parents wanted to throw out, but Jeanne did not want to and she was also thrown out. It's all my fault and as if that wasn't enough I had to cling to another person. Michael. He was so nice to me that I couldn't help but fall in l
Jeanne was sitting in her new office with Lenny to her right showing her how to save documents to the PC in front of her. She still had reflexes but with the new app updates, she had to retrain herself so as not to be dumped. Her mind was a little off as Lenny noticed. He chuckled and put his hand on Jeanne's head. "Do you miss him already?" Jeanne lifted her head caught in the act and blushed, scratching her cheek. "No that's not it...I was thinking about something else and..." “No need to be shy you know.. I understand you but don’t worry he comes back quickly and it will allow you to experience your feelings. What do you think about it? » Jeanne smiled before nodding her head. “It is not necessary to separate to experience our feelings… I already love him without that and the distance does not change anything” Lenny smiled before continuing his lesson as in a somewhat secluded part of town, in a restaurant away from prying eyes, John Keller sat with Peggy who had requ
It had been ten days since Michaël had arrived with Fabian in Hawaii and he felt uncomfortable for several reasons. But the most important was Emma. The first two days she had been warm with him telling him that she misses him too and about her days and he too would do the same, nevertheless ignoring the moments he wanted to forget. But for the past few days, Emma seems cold. It scares him and hurts him too. She replies after hours to his messages and when she replies it's so vague. Hello, how are you, thank you. No sweet words, no nicknames, nothing. She is so cold and he is afraid that she has decided to break up with him. He's so stressed he can't stop biting his nails and photo shoots are taking a hit as well. His face is tense and pale, Emma isn't going to leave him, is she? She still loves him, doesn't she? He's scared, so scared of losing her. He tried to make a video call but she returned his calls. It ended up demoralizing him to the point of starting to cry agai
Michaël Keller did not know that being in a relationship could bring so much happiness. For a long time, he had thought that romantic relationships were curses and that it was better to be friends than to be in a relationship. He didn't want to lose Emma's tenderness by revealing his feelings but at the same time, couldn't bear to be not able to touch her as he wanted without feeling this disgust because he was taking advantage of her. He thought about his first relationship and got scared before realizing that Emma isn't like that. His princess is the purest and most innocent being there is and that has encouraged him to step forward in his feelings and claim her as his own. He smiled at his wonderful decision and congratulated himself on it. If he hadn't, if he had stayed in his fear bubble, he wouldn't be as happy as he is now. He looked at the photo she had just sent him and decided to save it as wallpaper on his cell phone. So every time he opens his phone no matter if th
“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 obey your father? He will say that
The weeks that followed were not the same and Fabian could say that. His young boss seemed more fulfilled, and happier to go to college. He always had a gloomy expression when going there and even seemed impatient to be there. Something good must have happened there. At least he hopes that his little boss can finally have the chance to live like a teenager his age. He hopes more than anything that it will. Of all of them, Michaël is the one who deserves it the most. This kid, he was robbed of his childhood and now he is just an empty shell devoid of life who must act for the good of his family. Why should a child have to carry a burden like this so young? It's true, he had to start working early and in really difficult conditions, but he could count on the love and support of Carmen and Sophie. But Michael is alone, he has no one. His mother, the person who should cuddle and support him in difficult times, is more of a child than anything else, clinging to desperate love
Aden looked at his friend as if he had hit his head and he wasn't the only one. Fabian couldn't believe his ears either. Michaël had just told them that he had a girlfriend, which was not the problem but he was thinking about who the girlfriend in question was. That was the problem. The two had a common thought: he lost his mind. They couldn't believe that was the kind of girl Michael was going to love. It was not possible. For Fabian, just the small exchange they had once made him understand that the young girl is not a good person and for Aden, from the first time he had seen her and the many times when she had pretended to bump into them just to say hello, he had known that something was wrong with this girl, and since he didn't know how to play appearances, he always gave her a contemptuous look. When his friend comes to tell him that this slut has become his girlfriend, he finds it difficult to accept it " Are you sure? I mean it's sudden" Aden looked at Fabian who had
Marriage, if someone had spoken to me about that a few more weeks ago, I would have started to cry, regretting having lost Michaël. But now as I'm in this room waiting for the bride's entrance music to play, I feel like I'm in a dream. I've had time to fix all my wrongs on the people I've hurt and now I can say with certainty that I'm ready to live the life that comes my way. After talking to Charlotte, I went to see Cherry. I had been so unfair to her by not allowing her to get to know each other, yet it was her dearest wish for two reasons. I am the woman his best friend is in love with and I am the best friend of the woman she is in love with. It was a bit funny these relations between us, just to say that I occupied an important place in her life without even having already spoken to her. So I went to their apartment, they were living together and because of Cherry's career, they had decided to have a common-law relationship even though a baby was in discussion. They wante
The next morning, Aden was at our doorstep. As soon as he saw me he jumped on me, lifting me up and down. I laughed at his ardor before he dropped me off. But at the same time, I heard a moan of pain as Aden complained. We looked to find Kyle frowning as he just punched Aden. "But what's your problem?" "You're the guy who was supposed to be received by the Emir I think, Aden Logan if I'm not mistaken... but who allowed you to touch my mother? You should keep your hands on you, mom belongs to Dad...” Aden felt a vein pulsate on his forehead, this rascal, he looks like his cunt father, both are so harmful. "Who are you to my mother?" Aden remained silent, he looked at Emma and smiled, he could have teased this brat and at the same time provoked his father by saying that he is the one who could have been their father, but good times when he liked to be petty are gone, now he's more mature and he's given up on the idea of hooking up with Emma one day. He stroked Kyle's head d
Indeed, I had never had an ultrasound so I couldn't imagine that I was expecting two children instead of one. But listening to Michaël I could only realize the baseness of my character as a mother. I had promised myself that I would never do as my mother did, which was to abandon my child, but that's exactly what I did. And I think I did worse because I disowned him, making him cry. My jealousy and anger kept me from thinking and I made horrible and unfair decisions. Manuel grew up without his mother, I understand his speech the day before. I was pathetic, I don't know how to be forgiven. I looked up at my boys on the bed and saw Manuel holding out his hands to me. " Mom..." I sobbed running to him as I hugged him, almost smothering him in my embrace. I've been so unfair, I don't know if I could ever make it up to you but I would do anything to erase the pain of my absence from my baby's heart. I'm going to be the mother he's been missing all this time. I beg your pardon
Kyle hung up before seeing his father bring him a meal tray. He made a face not understanding this silly smile before sighing remembering that it was his parent. "Hello my prince" " Good morning" Michael sighed, it won't be easy at all. "I brought you your breakfast, are you coming?" “I can feed myself you know” “I know it but I want to make sure you take your medicine” "Do I need to take it all the time? Frankly" Michaël smiled, he betrayed himself so easily, it was so adorable. “You have persistent asthma. For this, your pediatrician has asked that you follow a controlled treatment, which means that you will always have to take medication to avoid having severe attacks..." Michaël's eyes widened, if Manuel's meds are here then he won't have taken them since yesterday which means... " Shit" "Don't swear in front of a kid, I'll beg you" Michaël got up rubbing his hair before sighing. "Tell me where your brother is" Kyle almost choked before looking at his father. "W
I sat watching Kyle diligently eat his vegetables wondering what this drastic change was. My boy hates vegetables more than anything, but this seems to have always been his favorite meal. **Baby do you like it that much?** “Yes Mom, you are the best cook in the world” I blushed when my usually reserved son had just paid me such a nice compliment. ** Thank you, my heart..** Manuel had red cheeks, his mom is exactly as his father had described her. She is beautiful and sweet, and he also finds her cute. He wanted to have these magnificent freckles on his face but he is already considered the prettiest boy in his school so he'll settle for that degree of beauty. "Hey mum... do you have a boyfriend?" I nearly choked as my son looked at me seriously. He seemed to be waiting for that answer as if his life depended on it, where did that come from? Manuel wanted to be reassured that his mother remained faithful to his father despite the distance and the separation, not that he would
Kyle sat in Manuel's room wondering when his dad...their dad was coming back. He looked at his twin's bedside table and saw the photo of their younger parents. Emma who looked at Michaël with tenderness and the latter who seemed to dedicate a cult of adoration to the girl. He sighed, the man seemed to adore their mother but why did they separate to the point where his mother left in a panic without even imagining that she had made twins and was therefore abandoning a child? Something must have happened, Manuel doesn't know the reason for this separation either, the only thing he told him was that each time his father answered him that it was his fault that his mother was gone. Because he was not up to her. It's way too vague, he needs to know the real details, but if it turns out that it was really because his dad is a bad guy, he'll just find a simple way to protect their mum, and no more hurt his little brother. Manuel also needs their mother, it hurt him to see his brother c
" Dad?" Michael looked at his son not wanting to give him false hope. He knows how much he misses his mother and how much he would like to find his brother, but he just can't tell him that he is going to find his mother and brother without any real hope. So he'll just keep his excitement to himself and go see what's going on in Tartar. "I just got an important call from Tartar, I'm going to have to go on a business trip tonight and..." "Can I come with you?" Michaël bit his lip, each time he had to make this kind of trip, he always took his son with him but this time, he is afraid that Manuel cannot stand the extremely hot climate of Tartar and that he will relapse. Manuel has been in fragile health since birth and he always made sure he got the best treatment. He is not sure that Tartar will have excellent technical platforms like here so he hesitates. "Please Dad..." He doesn't like it when his son looks at him with those big lamb eyes, he can't refuse him anything. "Good
The room was gloomy, all the employees around the meeting table had lowered their heads in fear of their president's cold gaze as he read the pile of documents in front of him. He had put a hand to his cheek studying the data presented to him as the people around waited fearfully for him to speak. He was known to be ruthless and was quick to get rid of people he found unnecessary. He was nicknamed the big devil, nobody wanted to attract his attention, and they did not know what he could do as he was unpredictable. He was only 27 years old but he imposed a charisma and an overwhelming aura so much that no one could retort at his word. The meeting had been going on for four hours and many hadn't even had lunch yet, but they weren't allowed to complain. He doesn't like noise and hates people complaining. This is Michaël Keller, CEO of the Keller-Clark group. Indeed, a few years earlier, Jeanne had had enough of all this business, especially since Victor had decided to join his fa
Jeanne and Fabian arrived with their two children. Fabian was carrying the baby, a little boy and Joshua was holding his mother's hand excited to see Emma's children, but especially Emma. "Ah, I can't believe my baby has become a mother in her turn" "Indeed and to say that she was expecting twins..." “Her fiancé is a pervert” "Honey, who teaches you such bad words?" " I am very clever" Jeanne sighed in front of her son while Fabian just smiled. They arrived in the hospital room finding Michaël in all his states and no trace of Emma, nor the babies “Mica?” Michaël turned away tearfully as he looked at Jeanne guiltily. A few minutes earlier, after reassuring himself that his second son, who was born more fragile than the other, had been examined by the pediatrician, he returned with him to rest him in his crib with his twin brother. But to his great misfortune, Emma was no longer in the room and neither was their son. He panicked seeing papers on the bed, when he became