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Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Nowhere
It's been years since she last came here - almost 19 years. Each and every single day, she tried to forget about this place. But instead of forgetting the memories, she forgot about the roads. Now she is stuck in the dense forest. She has checked every single way to out of this curse place. Frustratedly, she almost punches the steering wheel. All she remembers is that there is a sign of the entrance when the car takes turn into the woods. This place is out of network as well. That's why her mother was so confident about her death 19 years ago. Nobody would know how she died. But she didn't die that day - fortunately? Carol pulls over, trying to get signals. For two seconds, it might have helped her. But as expected, there is no connection here. She hates this kind of place. Serial killers have their perfect place to hide their crimes easily. While Carol is trying to get a signal, her eyes widen when she notices a truck stopping ahead of her and signals to follow it. Her eye
Last Updated : 2024-10-13Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A whole package
Boss. Her location, along with someone else’s, popped up at the same place an hour ago." Damien’s head snaps up. His piercing eyes lock onto James, who sits at his desk, fidgeting as he navigates through a map on his screen. "Someone else?" Damien's voice tightens with irritation. James swallows nervously, shifting in his seat. "It’s...Troy. Her ex." It is like a slap on his face when James mentions Troy's Name. Is she with him? Did she betray him? Did she think of getting together to the Man who hurt her? The mention of Troy hits Damien like a punch to the gut. For a moment, his jaw clenches. His eyes narrow, and his lips curl into a thin, hard line. Is she with him? Did she betray me? The thoughts race through his mind, relentless and sharp. Did she really go back to the man who hurt her? Damien’s thick brows draw together, tension rippling across his features. But he smooths out the storm gathering in his expression, keeping his composure. According to the rules, no be
Last Updated : 2024-10-14Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Pamela Walker
The Crawley family is the number one family with overwhelming authority and wealth. Everything about them has to be perfect and flawless. From the bathroom floor to the terrace, from the garden to swan lake, Mrs Crawley personally instructs everything to become a perfect image. However, 25 years ago, when she was busy with her own son growing up, she found herself standing before her husband playing families with another woman who used to work for her. It was devastating. It was cruel to her to watch her Man being with another woman. But she wouldn't give up on the family that she built alongside her husband. Mr Crawley who fell in love with another woman knew better that without his wife, he was nothing. So, instead of asking for divorce, he led the other woman to be crazy and brought the newborn child - Naming him Damien Crawley, the first son of the Crawley couple. Nobody knew that he was his father's illegitimate son and Mrs Crawley who announced the birth of her baby son
Last Updated : 2024-10-15Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Don't fall in love
The small town is surrounded by the dense forest. Even from the rooftop of the house, the fog can be seen that has covered the entire forest like some horror movie scene. Carol grabs her phone that she has been charging in Rima's room. Rima Victoria lives in a small cottage, inherited from her parents who died a few years ago in an accident. After sharing conversations, Carol learns that the town has been keeping themselves hidden from the rest of the country. Daily necessities and other things that aren't available here in this town have been delivered by the truck drivers. It gave Carol the idea of steaming off. She needs to escape from her harsh reality. " Is someone coming to pick you up?" Rima sends a message to Carol who is standing with her phone, plugged in. She looks at Rima who is messaging her with a smile. She doesn't know sign language but is dealing with her through messages. " Yes!" She sends the reply, " My friend is coming to pick me up!" Rima's expr
Last Updated : 2024-10-16Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate An excellent woman
The night air is crisp and electric as Carol speeds ahead, her bike gliding through sharp turns like an extension of herself. The city lights blur into streaks of neon, the hum of engines roaring through the streets. Eunice rides beside her, but it’s Carol’s movements that keep pulling Damien’s attention. Every motion—every lean, every shift—seems effortless. From behind, in the scar, Damien watches, transfixed. Carol’s ability is nothing short of breathtaking. She rides with precision and grace, as if she’s dancing with the road itself. It’s not just skill—it’s artistry, her world. Damien leans forward slightly in his seat, murmuring himself, "Excellence is not a skill, it is an attitude." The words, originally from Ralph Marston, feel fitting. Carol doesn’t just know how to ride—she owns the road, as if it bends to her will. She approaches a hairpin curve—one that would make most riders slow down—but Carol does the opposite. She leans low, her bike tilting dangerously close t
Last Updated : 2024-10-17Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Dinner
Her hair didn't play with wind or her expression wasn't perfect when she took off the helmet. Those scenes were Female Lead getting off her bike, looking absolutely stunning and golden warm light around her. She looks visibly exhausted but composed. Her beautiful eyes glint with the light of the lampposts. The hint of satisfaction and happiness is visible in the dept of her eyes. " How was it? Mr Crawley!" Eunice walks towards them, looking at Damien who is already staring at his wife, " Breathtaking!" He comments, unable to take off his eyes. As if that woman has no boundaries, no limits, an ocean of mystery. " Do I have anymore surprises to get?" Eunice smirks as Damien looks at her with an unreadable expression. Basic~ She grins. He doesn't know what kind of emotions he should wear at this time. " She was only 10 when someone called her a burden because she couldn't solve a basic thing. Since she was ten, she used every single second - Can you understand? Every sin
Last Updated : 2024-10-19Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate What color???
Carol takes a deep breath, gazing at the stars. There is a kind of smile on her face. Where you can find both relief and peace. She tucks her hair behind her air, thinking something, something that the person who is staring at her by the car can't fathom. " Boss! Aren't you a bit engrossed with everything here?" When it's something important to remind Damien, James calls him Boss instead of his name. Damien rubs his forehead, sweats gathering around his forehead. " She is a huge deal but The Crawley Family is disgustingly cruel. Won't it be a bit too much to involve her with them?" " James!" Damien pressures his tone, " I am not saying that you chose the wrong person. She is definitely a catch and - Perfect. However - Damien!" He glances at her, " Your family is too much!" " She can't hear. She doesn't like to read lips, she doesn't speak, she won't speak back - She will listen, but won't say anything until it gets on her nerves. I wanted that. But - I think I want a wife now,
Last Updated : 2024-10-19Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Conditions...
Carol's misunderstanding about his identity shattered into pieces when she stepped into the luxury mansion that Damien 'owns'. Not a gift from his rich family or anything inherited like she did. She has a few Villas million dollars worth but this is just out of questions - Not when she thought he has his own business and he is an illegitimate son with not so strong support. Eunice is the only one who knows about the Crawley Family. But Carol who deals with rich clients has no idea about the Crawley family at all. Since all her concentration was on the companies that are quote- unquote were in the same level as her grandpa's company. She is just impressed with the true luxury of this mansion. As Carol drifts through the hallway, her fingertips brush the walls, feeling the textures beneath her skin. The space is quiet—comfortably so—and she lets herself relax. But just as she rounds a corner, she pauses, turning her head slightly. A familiar presence is near. When she turns full
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Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Aria is upset
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,
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Aria's Jealousy War
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
Two days ago, Julian told her that he hated her for touching his homework. Now she is yet to get over from that shock. Julian barely stirs under the warmth of his blanket, his face half-buried in his pillow. The room is quiet except for the faint rustling of fabric as he tries to sink deeper into sleep. But Aria stands frozen at his bedside, her tiny fists clenched, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "He said he hates me…" Her lips tremble, but not from sadness—from determination. She knows Julian better than anyone. He can say all he wants, but the moment she starts crying, he’ll melt like an ice cream cone in the sun. Taking a deep breath, she clenches her plush carrot and prepares for battle. She sniffs. Loudly. A little whimper escapes her lips, followed by another dramatic sniff. Then, with precise control, her lower lip wobbles as she blinks rapidly, allowing fat, glistening tears to pool in her big eyes. Julian shifts slightly under the blanket. She s
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
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Eunice × James (6)
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
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Eunice×James(5)
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
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Eunice× James(4)
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
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Aria× Julian(3)
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
