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Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Postpartum depression
The next day, Eunice and the others welcomed Carol and Aria with a graceful grand welcome party. From cake to sushi, to a presentation on how Damien should change diapers and how Carol should enjoy her maternity leave, everything was thoughtfully planned. Damien, without any arguments, gladly took on his responsibilities as a new father and supportive husband. The day ended with happiness and laughter, as the boys in the house promised to take care of their "madam" and the little miss of the house. After everyone left, it became a bit complicated for Carol and Damien to adjust to the new changes. Aria is a quiet girl. She only cries when she is hungry or in an emergency. Otherwise, she sleeps most of the time. Thankfully, all her medical reports came back normal. However, the situation with Carol is more complicated. Although she was initially fine with nurses helping her with medication and other tasks, she has started feeling feverish and deprived. She has booked therapy ses
Last Updated : 2025-01-03Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A documentary
It feels like the strength she once had has been drained by something unseen. The motivation to move, to do anything beyond taking care of her daughter, has vanished. She looks around—lethargic and in pain. Fear, insecurities, and low self-esteem weigh on her as she keeps wondering: *Am I neglecting my daughter?* But then she realizes she’s lying in bed, her daughter nestled beside her. Across the bed, her husband is staring at her, his eyes warm and patient. She immediately sits up. “Good morning, love,” Damien greets her softly, a gentle smile on his face. Her gaze shifts to him. “Good morning. When did you bring her here? Sorry, I forgot to feed her again!” “No worries,” he says, sitting up and moving closer. “Let me tie your hair,” he adds, reaching for her. He can smell her unwashed hair, but he doesn’t care. “I’m alright,” she protests, trying to stop him as her tank top slips off her shoulder. “I know,” he replies, extending his hands to gather her hair. “Thank you,
Last Updated : 2025-01-03Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Video Call
It was as if she needed that time—to enjoy herself and reflect on everything. Suddenly becoming a mother while grappling with mental distress from all that had been happening around her wasn’t easy, no matter how strong she was. Physically, she was fine, but mentally, she wasn’t. Right now, Carol takes a glance at her reflection. Two weeks ago, Damien took her out for a dinner date to celebrate their first anniversary. Within a year, her entire life had changed. She was a mother now, free from toxicity and anyone who could drag her down. The silk dress she wears looks stunning, complementing her beautifully. She grins playfully before walking into her closet and selecting a dress for Aria as well. Today, they’ll wear matching outfits. Damien has been doing everything he can to make things easier for her, helping her heal as quickly as possible. She has stopped overthinking every little thing and is finally allowing herself to embrace her new role. After all, no matter what, she is
Last Updated : 2025-01-04Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Prenuptial agreement
What's the color of voice? Red, Green, White or Rainbow? She wants to know. But what she wants to know is how love feels, what kind of color does love have? Red like heart? What's that? What about heartbreak? What color does it have? Black? Dark Red? Carol Bianca sits in front of the mirror, adjusting her wedding veil with trembling fingers. Her reflection stares back at her—hazel eyes glistening with unshed tears, full lips painted a soft shade of pink, and long, chestnut hair cascading over her bare shoulders in loose curls. She looks like a bride from a fairytale, her white dress hugging her figure perfectly, the flowing skirt pooling around her in a sea of satin. It's going to be beach wedding with her some friends as bridesmaids and some guests from her fiancé's side. And she has been planning this wedding for years with the love of her life, Troy Victor. But despite the outward beauty, a shadow of doubt lingers deep inside her chest. She has been deaf since she was six. Th
Last Updated : 2024-09-11Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate I pitied you
Carol’s hands tremble as she holds the prenup papers, her vision blurring as tears form in her eyes. 'Why is this happening now?' She looks at Troy, hoping for some sign of warmth, some explanation that would make sense, but his face remains cold, detached, like the man she thought she knew is no longer standing in front of her. **Sign it, and we’ll get married,** he signs and says, his voice flat, no love in his tone. **If not, I won’t risk my future.** Risk his future? Carol’s heart pounds in her chest, the words swirling in her mind like a terrible storm. 'The future we were supposed to share? The life we were building together?' Her fingers tremble as she picks up the pen. Her mind is screaming at her to stop, to ask more questions, but her heart… her heart still clings to the hope that this is just a mistake, something they can work through. Maybe he’s nervous. Maybe this is just about protecting himself, not about her, not about them. Eunice’s voice cuts through he
Last Updated : 2024-09-11Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A Stranger
** I told you not to sign any papers. Now he betrayed you. What are you going to do? Not only did you lose your villa but also you wouldn't get the inheritance from your grandparents if you don't marry today. This is an entire hell!** Eunice out of breath, keeps signing furiously. Her fingers are hurting but she can't help but feel so upset with her best friend who became so pushover and to herself that she didn't stop her properly. Carol stands silently, keeps hanging her head down. She feels numb and silent inside her head. As if she has lost the ability to process what's happening. People are watching her with pity and sympathy. She always hates those pitiful gaze. Now, her love of life accepted her because he was pitying her. ** Carol!** She taps her shoulder, **What will happen if your family knows about it!? Remember the news of your wedding went to your family. What if they aim for your grandparents' inheritance. It will be a devastating situation** Carol's eyes wide
Last Updated : 2024-09-22Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Marriage of convenience
** I hope you aren't making some pity or some reckless decisions. I am not in my right mind to play a marriage game and act like a lovely wife who will love you immediately. Are you sure you don't want someone who truly deserves you? I might ask for divorce anytime soon if we get married!** Carol signs, knowing her heart best. She has loved Troy for her whole life. The betrayal of Troy has stabbed her heart so deeply that the words Love and Trust make her feel disgusted. She doesn't want to involve another man in this messy situation but she has no other choice but to accept his proposal. She must accept her paternal grandparents' wealth as she promised. Life has played the ultimate betrayal with her. Now she wants to throw a blind shot, without any hope. The corner of his lips raise a bit with a silent chuckle as he watches her signing. He takes the handkerchief from his pocket and holds it before her without saying anything first. Mascara has spread under her eyes, making he
Last Updated : 2024-09-25Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A clear Warning
Even Troy's family and friends who were till the end, congratulated and apologized to Carol for Troy's behavior. Especially, Troy's mother who raised troy like an ideal man. She had faith in her son who would never turn into a monster like his father. Right now, The Reception is happening, like they have planned. Troy and his mistress are still sitting on the sand, tied up. His friends to his mother and his younger sister are attending as Carol's family and friends. ** Carol** Troy's mother smiles and brings a jewelry box, revealing a beautiful necklace with a pendant in it. ** This is my family's heirloom. Your grandma wanted you to have it once you are married to my son. However, today I found that I don't have any children. I always thought of you as my daughter. I always wanted to protect you from your own family. So I think you deserve it!** She signs and puts the box in her hand, ** I apologize for the pain you went through. Please accept it, thinking your mother gifted yo
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It was as if she needed that time—to enjoy herself and reflect on everything. Suddenly becoming a mother while grappling with mental distress from all that had been happening around her wasn’t easy, no matter how strong she was. Physically, she was fine, but mentally, she wasn’t. Right now, Carol takes a glance at her reflection. Two weeks ago, Damien took her out for a dinner date to celebrate their first anniversary. Within a year, her entire life had changed. She was a mother now, free from toxicity and anyone who could drag her down. The silk dress she wears looks stunning, complementing her beautifully. She grins playfully before walking into her closet and selecting a dress for Aria as well. Today, they’ll wear matching outfits. Damien has been doing everything he can to make things easier for her, helping her heal as quickly as possible. She has stopped overthinking every little thing and is finally allowing herself to embrace her new role. After all, no matter what, she is
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A documentary
It feels like the strength she once had has been drained by something unseen. The motivation to move, to do anything beyond taking care of her daughter, has vanished. She looks around—lethargic and in pain. Fear, insecurities, and low self-esteem weigh on her as she keeps wondering: *Am I neglecting my daughter?* But then she realizes she’s lying in bed, her daughter nestled beside her. Across the bed, her husband is staring at her, his eyes warm and patient. She immediately sits up. “Good morning, love,” Damien greets her softly, a gentle smile on his face. Her gaze shifts to him. “Good morning. When did you bring her here? Sorry, I forgot to feed her again!” “No worries,” he says, sitting up and moving closer. “Let me tie your hair,” he adds, reaching for her. He can smell her unwashed hair, but he doesn’t care. “I’m alright,” she protests, trying to stop him as her tank top slips off her shoulder. “I know,” he replies, extending his hands to gather her hair. “Thank you,
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Postpartum depression
The next day, Eunice and the others welcomed Carol and Aria with a graceful grand welcome party. From cake to sushi, to a presentation on how Damien should change diapers and how Carol should enjoy her maternity leave, everything was thoughtfully planned. Damien, without any arguments, gladly took on his responsibilities as a new father and supportive husband. The day ended with happiness and laughter, as the boys in the house promised to take care of their "madam" and the little miss of the house. After everyone left, it became a bit complicated for Carol and Damien to adjust to the new changes. Aria is a quiet girl. She only cries when she is hungry or in an emergency. Otherwise, she sleeps most of the time. Thankfully, all her medical reports came back normal. However, the situation with Carol is more complicated. Although she was initially fine with nurses helping her with medication and other tasks, she has started feeling feverish and deprived. She has booked therapy ses
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate James is Jealous.
“Damien,” Eunice says, her tone teasing, “are you changing diapers yet?” He grins. “I’ve changed exactly three so far. Carol’s doing most of the heavy lifting.” “Typical,” Katie says, rolling her eyes dramatically. Carol chuckles. “Hey, he’s learning. It’s kind of cute watching him try to figure out which side of the diaper goes where. But I am doing nothing. In his absence, It's the nurse who is doing everything. I am just enjoying a vacation with a back pain!” She lazily shrugs. The room erupts in laughter, even Damien joining in. Grace picks up one of the cookies, nibbling thoughtfully. “So, have you decided on a middle name yet? Or is it just Aria Crawley for now?” Carol exchanges a glance with Damien. ” No! We got one... Celeste. Aria Celeste Crawley!" Katie leans forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “How about Aria Cookie Crawley? In honor of these amazing snacks.” Carol laughs so hard she winces. “Oh, no, don’t make me laugh. It hurts!” “Sorry!” Ka
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Red shoes
Damien steps out of Carol's favorite bakery with a box of freshly baked cake in his hands, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. The cake, a delicate creation adorned with soft pastel frosting, is for Carol. It’s a small celebration, a way to mark another milestone in their journey. He can do anything but refuses to fulfill her smallest wishes. As he walks down the bustling sidewalk to his car, his thoughts are focused on Carol, Aria and their new life together. But then something catches his eye as he passes a small boutique window. Red shoes. Tiny red shoes, perched on a shelf in the display. His heart skips a beat as he stops in his tracks, staring at them. They’re the most adorable thing he’s ever seen. He steps closer, peering through the glass. The shoes are small, far too small for Aria’s little feet at this moment, but something about them pulls at him. They’re bright red, soft leather, with tiny laces tied in a neat bow. Despite knowing they’ll likely be t
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Finding a perfect name...
The soft light of late afternoon streams through the hospital window, casting a warm glow over the room. Carol reclines against the pillows, her newborn daughter snuggled against her chest. Damien sits beside her, his fingers brushing her arm as he watches them both with a tenderness that makes her heart flutter. “You know we can’t keep calling her ‘Baby Girl,’ right?” Carol says, her voice playful but weary. Damien grins. “I thought we settled on Princess Buttercup Moonbeam Sparkle?” Carol groans, rolling her eyes. “Damien, be serious. She needs a name. And it has to be perfect.” “Alright, alright,” Damien relents, leaning back in his chair. “You’ve been thinking about this for nine months. Hit me with your best idea.” Carol looks down at their daughter, her tiny fingers clutching at the edge of the blanket. “She’s so beautiful,” she murmurs, her eyes misty. “She needs a name that’s… elegant. Timeless.” Damien nods, his expression softening. “Okay. How about Grace? Simple,
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Damien's endless worry
The sterile smell of the hospital room is overwhelming. Damien paces back and forth, his shoes squeaking faintly against the polished floor. He glances at the clock—three hours have passed since Carol’s labor began, but still no baby. His heart races with every groan or gasp from Carol. Carol lies on the hospital bed, her face pale and strained as another contraction grips her. Sweat beads her forehead, and she clutches Damien’s hand tightly. She groans in pain, clenching her eyes shut. “Carol, I’m here,” he whispers, brushing her hair back gently. “You’re doing so well.” She groans, barely able to respond. “I… can’t. It’s too much, Damien. It feels like my spines are breaking” His heart twists, and he kneels beside her, his voice thick with emotion. “You can. You’re the strongest person I know. I’d trade places with you if I could.” Her lips twitch into a weak smile. “You… wouldn’t last five minutes.” Damien chuckles, though his eyes glisten with unshed tears. “You’r
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Contractions
The bright lights of the shopping mall reflect off the polished floors as Carol and Eunice stroll through the aisles, their arms laden with shopping bags. Carol wears a loose maternity dress, her hand occasionally resting on her belly. Although her belly doesn't stand out but the baby's movements are very active recently. She can feel the weight of the baby sometimes. “This place has everything,” Eunice says, holding up a baby blanket. “Look at this—soft and perfect!” Carol chuckles. “You’re spoiling the baby already.It’s cute.” ” I am going to be Godmother!" Eunice says while her eyes sometimes stealing glances at James who decided to join them at last minute. Carol knows that they're having some problems. So, she called him secretly to join them from the beginning. " I think it's enough today!" Carol says, feeling a bit exhausted. Her back is killing somehow. " Okay!" Eunice grabs a few shopping bags and gives it to James, " Put them in our car!" She rolls her eyes, though
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate It's finally over
The first rays of sunlight stream through the curtains of Carol’s bedroom, softly illuminating the room. Eunice, already awake, moves quietly around the space, fluffing pillows and setting up breakfast on a tray. Carol stirs in bed, blinking against the light. She stretches gently, cradling her belly as she sits up. “Good morning,” she murmurs, her voice thick with sleep. Eunice turns with a bright smile. “Good morning! I brought you oatmeal with fresh fruit. You need energy, Momma.” Carol chuckles softly, adjusting her pillows. “You’re spoiling me, Eunice. But I’m not complaining.” “That’s the point,” Eunice says, bringing the tray over. “Now eat up before Damien swoops in and lectures us both about nutrition.” Carol grins, picking up her spoon. “You’re a lifesaver, Eunice. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Eunice sits on the edge of the bed, watching her eat. “You’d survive. But I’m here to make sure you thrive.” Meanwhile, Damien sits in his office, poring over d
