“Her ankle will heal within a week. But... about her throat, I suggest you take her to a larger hospital,” the doctor says, flipping through Carol’s medical records. He hands Brianna the prescription—a list of painkillers for her ankle and anti-inflammatories for her throat. Brianna nods, her fingers tightening on the paper, though her eyes flicker back to Carol, who sits silently in the wheelchair, clutching her throat.Carol hasn’t signed a word since earlier, and her hands keep trembling as if she’s holding back discomfort. The doctor clears his throat. “Given her medical history—losing her ability to talk and hear after the accident—I recommend you don’t ignore the throat pain. If it worsens, please see a specialist immediately.”Brianna forces a tight smile. “Thank you, Doctor. We’ll do that.” She walks to the reception desk, quietly paying both the medical bill and the extra fees Nicolas insisted on covering. Brianna knows how to be polite, but she’s not one to owe favors to
They help her out carefully, Alex carrying her again to avoid putting pressure on her ankle. As they approach, Brianna notice that all the people around the house are young men. All looks like models and extra fashion-focused. As soon as she presses the doorbell, two young men open the door, following a sharp gasp from both of them. " What happened to Carol?" One of them asked. After having a heart-to-heart conversation with them, Carol told them to call her by her name. So everyone calls her by her name except when Damien is at home. He doesn't want anyone calling his wife this affectionate way. Brianna takes a glance at Carol and then speaks, "She twisted her ankle."" And you two are?" They ask in professional but polite tone, " Her cousins." She responds indifferently. " Please come inside. Everyone prepared porridge and painkillers. Carol got hurt in her ankle."" Will be there soon!" Brianna watches some of them entering the kitchen, as fast as possible.Alex and Brianna
After taking the painkiller, she had a good sleep last night.. However, the constant nightmares make her situation worse than she thought it would affect waking up. Right now, she is having breakfast with Brianna and Alex. They're really surprised to see how everyone treats Carol like she owns the place. And it brings a hint of relief and happiness in them. Carol has found her happiness. ** There is a breaking news for you two!" Alex suddenly speaks , getting both of their attention. " What are you talking about?" Brianna asks, Alex smirks, showing them the family group chat... Carol and Brianna both take a look at the messages from their family. Although Carol doesn't know what's happening but judging by those messages from her mother, mother's husband and other family members, things have been pretty intense. " They're getting married tomorrow!" Carol looks at Brianna when she scrolls the messages. ** Did you two do something yesterday? They're cursing you!*
** Maybe he has something to do with his family? You told me that Damien doesn't want to introduce you to his family. Maybe he wants to keep you away from his family for your own good!** Eunice signs. They're facetiming and Carol couldn't help but talk about Damien not being here for two days. ** Do you think he is in some problems? No one is talking about him at all.!** She pouts, while resting her head on the pillow. A sharp smirk appears in the corner of Eunice's lips. She takes her phone closer and stands up, ** Are you missing your husband?** Carol looks shocked for a few seconds before shaking her head, ** No. Why would I?** ** That's the question for you. Because the topic of our conversation since morning is- Damien!** Carol becomes silent when Eunice finally points it out. They have been facetiming almost an hour and the entire conversation is about Damien not checking her messages and calls, blah blah. Carol's cheeks heat up with embarrassment and a hint of shyness
** Are you going somewhere? Carol!** Jay who has been avoiding her since Lucy stole her necklace, looks worried when she comes out of her room. Carol looks surprised since everyone has pretty much avoided her like a plague every time she asks about Damien. So Jay approaching gives her goosebumps. She nods her head, clenching her purse. She wants to get some fresh air and enjoy the afternoon in her recent favorite café. Thanks to the medicine, she can walk. It hasn't fully recovered but she wants to get out of this eerily huge mansion. ** Please let us know if anything happens. We didn't know that you got hurt. So, if something happens, call us!** Carol narrows her eyes, a pang of sadness washing over her heart. They didn't know? She was fucking here all the time after her cousins brought her here. She shrugs, nodding her head. In this house, she is the wife of their Master as long as he is here or he wants to. So she can't help anything about it. After coming to the c
After meeting her Doc, she returns to her old house at almost midnight. She completely forgot to inform anyone that she would stay here. So as soon as she comes home, she sends a message to Jay informing that she would stay out. She hasn't specifically told him where she will stay. All she just said was that she would stay out. She knows they don't care. So it doesn't matter to her to explain everything. After sending the messages, she takes a long and warm shower. Her Doc instructed her to drink lukewarm water and avoid ice water for now on. So she is going to do what she is asked to do. Something inside her has snapped. And she doesn't know how to get out of that unwanted uneasy feelings. Sitting in a swing chair in the back patio, Carol sips her Chrysanthemum tea taking a quiet time to understand and sort her emotions out. She is ashamed of how fast she moved on from such a betrayal and dares to fall in love with someone else again. Damien is charismatic, intellige
Here's a polished version of your text:---Everyone at the company has been eagerly awaiting Carol’s arrival at the office. The party started long ago, and although she’s the star of the day, nobody wants to ask her to come, hoping to keep it a surprise.“Boss, how long will it take for her to get here?” one of the employees asks Damien, who’s also attending the party.Damien himself is puzzled. The party began sharply at 8 a.m., and Carol left the house before 7, right after breakfast. He assumed she’d already arrived, but she’s nowhere to be found.“James, try to find out why she hasn’t arrived yet,” Damien says calmly, though the deep frown on his face shows he’s not pleased.James nods and steps away to a quiet spot to message Carol. But his attention is drawn to Tracy, the temporary assistant helping Carol with her training.“Good morning, Mr. James!” Tracy, an HR team member who’s been assisting Carol, smiles and heads toward her office.“Good morning. Aren’t you attending the
“Sis, one thing I can't understand about Carol!” Alex puts two cans of beer in the glove compartment and looks at Brianna, who is in the driver's seat, a curious frown on his face. “What?” she asks, taking out a cigarette, her tone casual as she lights it. “Need one?” “No! Don’t smoke!” he hisses, a hint of frustration creeping into his voice. “Why doesn’t she live in her villa instead of her small house? I’ve never seen her go there or take us with her!” Brianna takes a drag, her expression indifferent. “Because she can’t.” “She can’t?” Alex’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Why not? That villa is really big. I wish I could have a nice house like that!” Brianna shrugs, saying nothing as she starts driving, sliding the window down to let the smoke out of the car.Alex just sighs. There is something that Brianna knows about Carol but he doesn't. Meanwhile, James walks into the chairperson's office, his brow furrowed with concern as he approaches Damien, who is staring at his phone