Daniels mom POV

I ran up to the bedroom to change my clothes. Someone was back out of the both of them and I needed to find my son. I changed hurriedly and took my bag. I got downstairs and opened the door to find my husband terribly beaten standing at the front. His eyes was brownish black. I looked at him in fear. Now I knew why I had those feelings this days. He was the cause of everything. He raised his face to look at me making me shiver and I took two steps backwards.

He smirked at me and moved closer to me.

“Aren’t you happy?” He...