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**Carol!** Brianna stops her, realizing she has done something she can’t ask forgiveness for. It’s only a matter of time before loyalty is tested. Standing before Alex and Brianna, who have always been there, Carol realizes one thing — they are indeed the family of her grandparents. **It’s not what I meant! I know you’re busy with life, and whatever happened to our family was brought upon us by our own stupidity,** Brianna says, looking extremely guilty. Carol, as usual, wears that mask of indifference. Maybe it’s time to get away from everyone. **Sis is right! We are grateful for everything. It’s just that the family has been—** Carol stops them by raising her hand. **It doesn’t matter to me.** She smiles, but it’s not a genuine smile. **The day you refused to tell me the truth about my past, I knew you were protecting something big from me. I don’t know what it is, but you clearly chose your family over me. And I’m not upset about it.** She signs matter-of-factly. There are pl
Last Updated : 2024-12-18Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Destroy you
“What’s this supposed to be meant?” Mr. Crawley asks coldly, his eyes narrowing as Damien meets his gaze with an equally frosty, unreadable expression.Damien’s lips curl into a mocking smirk. “What do you mean?” His voice drips with derision. “Aren’t you happy to see me out of the coma? Or do you think I’m disposable now that I’m not useful to you anymore?”The Crawleys stare at Damien as if they’re seeing a ghost. Their eyes are fixed on his legs, which he deliberately shakes in a relaxed, almost arrogant way. The subtle movement is enough to shatter their composure.“Since when can you walk?” Mrs. Crawley’s voice trembles, her face drained of color.“Oh, this?” Damien grins, spreading his arms theatrically. “Since high school.”“What?” Everyone gasps, the air in the room turning cold. Mr. Crawley’s face twists with fury.“You were fine all along! Why did you lie to us?” he demands, his voice rising.Damien shrugs, his eyes glinting with a dark amusement. “Well, it was so much more
Last Updated : 2024-12-19Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate To surprise her
** Congratulations on the collaboration! We are looking forward to working with you and your company!** Carol shakes her hands with the Boss of the Australian company. She smiles with gratitude and nods before noticing her phone buzzing. She ignores it at first and quickly tells her team to wrap things up, so that they can join another meeting with another company. However when the phone keeps buzzing, she walks towards the lounge and opens her phone to check. Her eyebrows raise with surprise and panic when she reads the messages, " Damien isn't at the hospital. Nobody knows where he is!" Realizing something isn't clearly okay, she tries to message James back who sounds frantic through his message. But her eyebrows knit, when she notices a figure standing outside the company, against the car. At first she thinks she is misunderstanding someone else. She has been working nonstop. Maybe it's taking a toll. Because of her mental situation, she told Brianna that she wouldn't be
Last Updated : 2024-12-21Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate The culprits
Carol enters her room with food and medicine. She doesn't know if Damien brought his medicine or not, but having extra won't hurt her. She has already informed James about Damien's reckless movements. Obviously, it made him pissed, but he couldn't be disappointed. Damien is reckless when it comes to his own decisions, so it's not surprising. As she walks in, her attention goes to Damien, who is sleeping, resting his hand on his forehead. She walks quietly, placing everything on the table. She stands next to the bed, watching his calm, peaceful, but exhausted face. Her hand slowly moves to his face, gently touching his jawline. Her eyes burn with tears. She smiles a bit, sitting on the edge of the bed, admiring the man she loves so much. Later, she sits properly, her eyes on the floor, as if the floor can comfort her. But soon she breaks down, feeling the weight of exhaustion and heartbreak bearing down on her shoulders. It feels as though carrying the pain is heavier than an
Last Updated : 2024-12-22Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate She is recovering
Damien rushes into the cramped washroom as two women gesture frantically for him to hurry. Carol, who had been holding herself together with sheer will, seems to have unraveled entirely. Curled into a tight ball in the corner, she is trembling, her breathing erratic. Her wide, glassy eyes stare ahead, unfocused. Her body language speaks of defeat and desperation, yet her lips remain tightly shut, as if she’s suppressing a scream. Damien’s heart clenches painfully. “Please move aside!” he commands, his voice sharp with urgency. “I’m her husband!” He kneels before Carol, lowering himself to her level, trying to catch her gaze. Gently, he cups her face in his hands. “**Carol! Look at me. It’s alright. Everything’s going to be okay. I promise.**” His tone softens, his voice trembling with emotion. For a moment, her dull, tear-filled eyes meet his. The pain in them is unbearable, almost physical, and it hits him like a blow to the chest. Without another word, Damien carefully gathers
Last Updated : 2024-12-23Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Let's restart
"Each and every single thing, I want you to investigate. There is no way I will let this go so easily. Not even my family." Carol's eyebrows knit as her hands reach her ear. She hears something—some noises. She shifts her attention to the man standing next to her, his phone pressed against his ear, his broad shoulders blocking the light. "Damien?" She extends her hand to reach him. But she flinches when Damien turns to her. His red-rimmed eyes, his unbuttoned shirt revealing his chest, and the watch she gave him—all show him off as possibly the most rugged yet exhausted man ever. "I am telling you, James. This time, I don’t mind crossing lines. I will destroy the Crawley family if needed!" Carol’s eyes widen in shock and disbelief. She touches her ears and then looks at Damien, who is talking to James quite aggressively. "Da-Damien!" She moves her lips, trying to make a sound. As expected, she can hear her own voice. It’s hoarse and painful, but she can use her throat. Dam
Last Updated : 2024-12-25Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Let's plan together
As he said, he stays here with her, sleeping on the couch. Carol turns, facing him, staring at him. Her gaze is like a lonely moon shining in the sky all alone. She slowly removes the blanket from herself and gets off the bed. Tiptoeing, she walks toward him. Crouching down, she smiles, observing his calm and peaceful sleeping face. The wound is still there, bandaged perfectly. Her hand reaches his face, trying not to wake him up. "How could you forget about me, of all people? Why me, Damien?" she mutters. "I thought we were in love. People actually forget about those things that distress them. Did I make you distressed too?" She sighs deeply and sits on the floor. Hugging her knees, she keeps speaking. The subtle pain in her throat doesn't stop her from talking. Her years of thoughts, wishes, and complaints—she is blurting everything out as soon as she realizes that she can talk. "You have such a beautiful voice, Damien! I am thankful that I can finally hear everything. I c
Last Updated : 2024-12-27Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Sexy voice
It had been a quick and busy week for Carol and Damien, who managed the business trip as efficiently as possible to wrap things up. Throughout their travels, they grew closer than before. Carol remained patient, understanding the situation, and quietly accepting it as her new normal. After returning home, Damien decided to go for another check-up, while Carol headed to the company for the final updates. Now, at almost 10 p.m., Carol enters her room instead of Damien's, where she used to stay before his accident. Thinking of having a quick, warm shower before dinner, she starts unbuttoning her shirt as usual. Focused on her routine of stripping and stretching her arms, she doesn’t notice someone standing still, observing her. As she walks toward the bathroom, her eyebrows furrow slightly at the sound of muffled movement. Someone is on her bed. Before she can react, she feels the familiar vibration of footsteps on the floor. Those footsteps could only belong to Damien. Her hea
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With a long-suffering sigh, he nods. “Fine. I promise.” Aria beams, hugging him tightly. “Yay! My Julie forever!” Irene smirks, crossing her arms. “We’ll see about that.” Julian groans, rubbing his temples as Aria and Irene continue their tug-of-war over him. He has had enough. “Can you both just stop?!” He snaps finally, his patience finally breaking and wearing off. Especially to Aria who is clinging onto him like a slime. Silence falls. Aria blinks, her grip on his shirt loosening. “J-Julie…?” Her voice is small, uncertain. Julian exhales sharply, running a hand through his hair. “Irene, you always mess with me and now her, and Aria, you act like a spoiled kid whenever I talk to anyone else!” His voice is firm, frustrated. “I can be friends with other people! You don’t own me, Aria!” His sharp cold eyes shudders Aria who looks confused with Julian's cold and indifferent gaze. The room suddenly feels too quiet. Aria’s fingers tremble as she stares at him,
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Julian narrows his eyes before walking towards the door, " What's their name!?" He asks. " Julie! You got friends. What about me?" She follows him hugging her plush. " I don't know her name but she is here to play with you!" Julian walks downstairs while Aria skips the staircases one after one. " Why do you have friends? I don't have friends. I want to be friends with your friend!" She keeps whining while running towards Julian. " Hi! Julian!" A girl wearing a beautiful dress shyly waves her hand. " I am here to play." " Irene! Why are you here?" Julian asks, frowning a bit. " To play -!" Julian barely takes two steps forward before Aria latches onto his arm, her plush carrot squeezed against her chest like a battle shield. Her big, round eyes lock onto the girl standing before them, her lips pursed in a deep frown. Irene blinks, then smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Is this your little sister, Julian?” Aria gasps dramatically, releasing Julian just to s
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Aria's Ultimate Weapon
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Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Eunice × James(7)
The ending of the vacation is coming soon. Throughout the days with James, everything starts feeling like before. His warmth, his flirtatious tease and sometimes stealing glances, it makes her heart more warm. At some point, I have started worrying about the matter of me transferring to Australia. I haven't told him about it. Not yet. I am not ready for this. The farmhouse is quiet, the night settling over us like a warm, comforting blanket. Outside, the crickets sing softly, their rhythmic melody blending with the faint rustle of leaves in the breeze. The silver light of the moon streams in through the sheer curtains, casting soft shadows across the room. I sit on the edge of the bed, staring down at my hands, unsure of what to do next. My heart feels like it’s carrying too many emotions all at once—excitement, fear, longing, and something I can’t quite name yet. James is sitting on the small armchair by the window, his gaze fixed on me. The weight of his eyes is almost unbearab
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The morning air is crisp and cool, carrying the faint scent of wildflowers as I step out onto the porch. The mountains loom in the distance, their peaks kissed by soft streaks of sunlight. For a moment, I let the tranquility wash over me, the weight in my chest easing ever so slightly. “You ready?” James’s voice startles me, and I turn to see him standing behind me, a lopsided grin on his face and a woven basket in his hand. He’s wearing a loose white shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and the sunlight makes his hair look almost golden. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” I reply, brushing past him toward the dirt path leading to the fields. We’re harvesting watermelons today. Margaret had asked us last night, her kind eyes twinkling with excitement as she explained that the ripe melons were waiting just beyond the river near the base of the mountain. James falls into step beside me, his strides easy and unhurried. “Do you think you’ll manage to carry a watermelon all the w
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And, he tagged along...The hum of the plane’s engine fills the quiet space as I glance out the window, watching the horizon shift from fiery orange to muted pinks and purples. The first-class seat feels too large, yet somehow suffocating. I didn’t even want to be here with him. James, sitting beside me, stretches his legs, his presence filling the space like an anchor I can’t seem to escape. He taps his fingers rhythmically on the armrest, his gaze fixed ahead. “How are you feeling?” he asks, his voice soft but insistent, like he’s trying to sound casual. I keep my eyes on the clouds. “Fine.” “You’ve been quiet,” he presses. I let out a sigh. “What do you expect me to say, James? You weren’t supposed to be here.” He shifts in his seat to face me. “And yet here I am.” His voice carries that infuriating confidence that used to make me swoon—but now it only grates. I don’t reply, turning my attention back to the window. James doesn’t let the silence linger. “Eunice, I ju
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Eunice, The hum of activity fills the office as I sit at my desk, tapping away at my tablet. My messages with James flicker on the screen, a mixture of casual banter and the occasional helpful advice about a recipe. He’s been staying with me for a while now, and honestly, he’s taken over my small apartment like it’s his. Cooking, cleaning, rearranging things—I can’t decide if it’s annoying or a blessing. How did I let him get so comfortable? “Hm? Bed and breakfast? How lucky!” Lea’s teasing tone pulls me out of my thoughts. I glance up just in time to see her leaning over my shoulder, her mischievous grin wide as she peers at my messages. I immediately turn the screen off, rolling my eyes. “Stop staring at other people’s messages! It’s nothing.” Lea smirks, unbothered by my annoyance, and pulls up a chair beside me. “Not ‘other people.’ My dearest colleague. Who, by the way, is leaving us soon. Got a boyfriend who’s tagging along, hmm?” I shake my head, gripping the tablet t
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The sun streams through the large bay window of the living room, painting everything in a soft, golden glow. Aria is perched on the floor, her legs folded under her as she busily colors in her sketchbook. Her curly brown hair bounces every time she hums to herself—a random melody she makes up on the spot. Julian, sitting cross-legged a few feet away, is flipping through a book about dinosaurs, though his focus wavers. Aria’s humming is getting louder. He glances up from his book, arching an eyebrow. “Aria, what are you so happy about?” he finally asks, setting the book down on the coffee table. “You’ll never guess what!” she declares, her brown eyes wide with excitement. Julian raises an eyebrow, setting his book aside. “You found a unicorn in the backyard?” “No!” she giggles, shaking her head. “You finally learned how to fly?” he guesses again, his tone teasing. “Ugh! You are a bully, Julian!” She pouts, crossing her arms in mock annoyance. Julian smirks. “Okay, fine.
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A baby
Carol sits on the edge of the desk, her hand still loosely gripping Damien's collar. She studies his face—the soft curve of his smirk, the playful glint in his eyes, and the way his hair falls slightly over his forehead. He always has this maddening ability to disarm her with a single look, as if he holds all the cards to a game she doesn’t even realize she’s playing. “Damien,” she begins, her voice softening just a touch. “We’ve talked about this. Another baby is a big commitment.” He leans in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he murmurs, “You mean the best kind of commitment.” His hands find their way to her waist, gently pulling her closer. “Besides, you already handle everything so perfectly. I know you can handle another little one running around.” Carol groans and leans back slightly to look at him, her brow furrowed. “Perfectly? Have you seen our daughter? She’s practically glued to me 24/7. I can’t even finish a cup of coffee without her demanding something or
