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Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate I want to hear his voice
**This ring belonged to my great-grandmother,** Carol signs, gently tracing the diamond’s surface. Damien, holding her close, smiles and kisses her knuckles.**Should I buy a matching ring?** he signs.**Really? That would be perfect! Let me buy it for you... for my husband!** she grins.Her husband! Damien grins and nods, pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder, making Carol blush. His eyes are intense and she can't keep looking at him for a few seconds. ** I am looking forward to it!**Carol nods shyly. He’s such a gentleman.She turns, resting her head on his chest. Next to his broad frame, she feels tiny. She’d been surprised to notice his defined abs; he’s clearly dedicated to staying fit.She gently rubs his abs while staring at his legs. She wants to touch his legs but somehow hesitates. She wants to take things slowly. Not too rush or becoming too personal. After all, the heartbreak and betrayal of love has been a fresh wound that has started healing recently. She doesn't want t
Last Updated : 2024-11-10Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Warning
** I will be back as soon as possible.** Damien gives a warm peck on her forehead, before leaving the house with James. He has to go to the Art exhibition with his parents and certainly she can't tag along with him for obvious reasons that he has been telling her since the first day. Carol hasn't protested as well. After all, she has to meet her Doc today since she has been taking regular therapy. She waves her hand, watching the car leaving the house. It's not like she never watched Troy leaving. However, she doesn't know whether it's because of her medical condition or something else, her heart keeps pounding against her chest every time she touches Damien or he shows affection. She loves him. She is aware of this but somehow she can't look at him without blushing at all. 'It's disappointing that we can't share a good weekend together! Ugh! Whatever. I need to prepare for my therapy.' She heads inside the house, feeling a bit lonely. ' Should I really get that treatmen
Last Updated : 2024-11-11Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Accident that she doesn't remember
Sitting in her doctor’s office, Carol sends a picture to her friends’ group chat.Eunice, who’s been buried in work, glances at her phone. They've been trying to get together for ages, so she's eager to see what Carol’s sent.But as soon as they look at the picture, instead of sending heart reactions, Eunice calls Carol on a group video chat, and Sarah, Katie, and Grace join within seconds.**What is this, sweetheart?** Eunice signs.**This isn’t real, is it?** Sarah exclaims, her eyes wide with excitement and disbelief.**Are you serious?** Grace’s eyes sparkle as she asks.**Let her talk, you guys!** Katie signs with a sigh, watching them all act like excited teenagers.Blushing, Carol nods, **Yes, it’s real! He wants us to be official, so… we are official now!**Carol shows the ring, her cheeks flushing as she stares at her hand. It looks beautiful on her finger, carrying a new, precious meaning.**Wow, that was fast!** Katie grins. **What about throwing a party to celebrate?****T
Last Updated : 2024-11-12Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Art Exhibition
Sitting in the quiet of her parked car, Carol feels her hands trembling as she clutches her phone. Her mind spins, flooded with memories she can't quite piece together. They begin with flashes of her parents’ cold words and harsh voices, memories that evoke a deep sadness she’s carried her whole life. She recalls herself as a small girl, clutching a stuffed toy behind a rocking chair, tears silently streaming down her face. But everything beyond that? It’s all a fog.Then, there are memories she can picture more vividly—terrifying, murky images of herself underwater, flailing as she saw her mother and stepfather standing on the shore, laughing. But when she tries to recall when, where, or why these things happened, the edges blur. She can’t seem to connect the dots, to pull the fragmented images into a single, coherent story.Outside the doctor’s office, she sits for a while, unable to start the car. In the aftermath of the visit, she can’t shake the fear bubbling up inside her. Is sh
Last Updated : 2024-11-13Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A comfort zone
Carol waits for Brianna for a while but she never comes. Damien isn't available to talk either since he is in an exhibition. Almost two hours passes by Brianna doesn't reply or comes to the café. Feeling a bit impatient, she sends another message but this time Brianna doesn't read the message. Carol sighs deeply, feeling a bit lost. She has been dealing with the things that she can't bear. But God never gives people something that is unbearable. Carol's frown between her brows deepens, realizing that Brianna is ignoring her. ' I shouldn't have mentioned it beforehand. Uhh! Now I miss Damien!' She rests her head on the table while thinking about Damien. It feels refreshing. Thinking that whatever It is, fake, false or imagination, Damien's present has made everything better. She takes another glance at her phone. Clearly Brianna is ignoring her message. She stands up, deciding whether she should leave or not. But her attention goes to the diamond jewelry shop. A famous br
Last Updated : 2024-11-14Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A photo
The usual normal days return soon. Carol is expected to return to the company for work, and Damien has been acting giddy since morning. She applies a bit of lip gloss, trying to look her best. Ever since she started physical therapy and other treatments, she looks a bit tired. Since she has no intention of telling Damien about her medical situation to avoid adding more stress, she focuses on perfecting her appearance with makeup. Her effort to present her best self to Damien outweighs even her desire to keep her struggles hidden. After giving herself a satisfied smile, she walks downstairs. Whether it’s reality or a memory, whether she is mentally unstable or not, right now, she is happy to have Damien in her life. If it is a memory, she would rather never wake up. She could continue living in this dream. She grabs the ring box as well. Last night, she couldn’t give it to him. Before she remembered, she had fallen asleep in his embrace like a little baby. His arms feel warm, pro
Last Updated : 2024-11-16Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate They're coming
**What?** A silent gasp escapes Carol as Damien explains her new role in his company. She looks stunned, her mind racing with confusion. **The CEO? Why?** she signs, a knot tightening in her stomach. She never imagined she would be asked to take on such an important position again, especially in someone else’s company. Damien smiles warmly, gently holding her hands and pressing a kiss to her knuckles before signing, **Because I found no one better suited for the role. You’re perfect for this position, Carol. Even my employees have been looking forward to this day.** **Your employees already know?** she signs, her heart racing at the revelation. Damien nods, his smile soft but reassuring. Carol frowns, uncertain about his response. Her fingers hover mid-air, hesitant to sign the question lingering in her mind. But the doubt festering in her heart wins over her hesitation. **Damien, be honest with me,** she finally signs. Damien’s eyebrows lift slightly, confusion shadowing hi
Last Updated : 2024-11-17Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A room
Damien had already told Carol about his friends visiting. However, none of them had stepped foot in his house since that day. It’s been an entire month since Carol took over the company, handling her responsibilities like a flawless CEO. She loves how supportive her employees are—reminiscent of her previous team—and how patient they have been with her. Although some clients were initially hesitant, they eventually warmed up to her, and now she has become the capable and dynamic leader they had hoped for. Despite the demanding workload, Carol has been undergoing treatment for her throat and trauma. The therapies have shown excellent results, and her throat feels more comfortable. However, she isn’t yet ready to speak. It’s a significant milestone, one that requires her to be mentally prepared. During this time, she has noticed her communication with her friends and cousins has decreased. Whenever she tries to reach out to them, they make excuses about being busy. Even Eunice has g
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Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate A FULFILLED LIFE
It’s late evening, and the house is quiet except for the soft hum of the air conditioner. Everyone left except Carol. She just put Aria in her bed after a long day. Carol is curled up on the couch, absentmindedly scrolling through her phone, catching up on the day’s events. The soft glow from the screen lights up her face, and she can’t help but smile as she reads a message from her best friend, Eunice. After what felt like a long stretch of tension and uncertainty, Eunice and James have decided to try again—James is back, and it seems like they’re working things out. Carol’s heart swells with happiness for her friend. Just as she leans back, stretching her legs on the couch, the front door opens, and Damien walks in. His shoulders are hunched, his tie slightly loosened, and he looks exhausted. The stress from his day is evident, and he doesn’t even bother to take off his shoes before walking towards the living room. Carol raises an eyebrow, putting her phone down and watching
Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Make up with each other
Aria sits quietly on the couch, her little body curled up into a ball, her plush carrot tightly held against her chest. Her small face is scrunched up, a mixture of confusion and sadness overtaking her usual lively demeanor. She can’t stop thinking about what happened with Julian earlier, and it's hurting her innocence heart more than she’s willing to admit. She is confused why Julian wants to play with someone else when she is playing with him. Damien, noticing his daughter’s silence, looks over at her from the kitchen, where he’s sipping his coffee. His heart clenches at the sight of her pouting face. Aria usually bounces around the house with boundless energy, but today, she’s a shell of her usual self. He places the mug down on the counter and walks over to her. “Hey, kiddo,” he says softly, sitting beside her on the couch. He gently pulls her onto his lap, his big hands rubbing circles on her back as he tries to comfort her. “What’s wrong, princess? Why the long face?” Aria d
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The apartment is filled with the sound of the faint rustling of clothes and the occasional thud of a box being moved around. It’s quiet in a way that feels almost suffocating, the air thick with the unspoken tension that has been building for weeks. Since James hasn't been in his company, I couldn't ignore the situation. He wants to stay a few days to travel around the city. However, he has been getting lots of calls from his assistant. I can't let him slack off all day like a lazy ass. I sit cross-legged on the bed, staring at the half-packed suitcase in front of me, my fingers mindlessly folding the clothes I’ve laid out. My thoughts are a jumbled mess, as usual, filled with a thousand things—mostly about what’s coming next, about leaving and starting over, about the future that feels uncertain. But there’s one constant. One person. James. I can feel him watching me from across the room, where he’s leaned lazily against the dresser, arms crossed, his gaze locked onto me
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Although I couldn't secure a position in the American branch of my company, for our best interests, James has asked me to work for him in his company. Although it's a new company, Damien has been helping him with lots of projects. We will leave soon. I have resigned my position. The bar is alive with music, the low hum of conversations, and the occasional burst of laughter as glasses clink together in celebration. The air is thick with the scent of alcohol, fried food, and something bittersweet that lingers beneath it all—farewells. My farewell. I should be celebrating. This is my night, after all. A send-off from colleagues who’ve become friends, from a place that’s been my home for years. A place I fought to leave, worked tirelessly to outgrow. But as I sit at the bar, nursing my fourth—or maybe fifth?—drink, there’s a hollow feeling settling deep inside me, like something slipping through my fingers no matter how tightly I try to hold on. Maybe because I acknowledged th
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The apartment is unbearably quiet. I sit curled up on the couch, knees drawn to my chest, staring blankly at the dark ceiling. The only sound is the faint hum of the refrigerator, but even that feels distant—like the world outside this room no longer exists. James’s message from last night is still on my phone, the words burning into my mind. "Staying at a hotel tonight. Don’t wait up."He didn’t call. Didn’t ask to talk. Didn’t even ask why. I clutch the blanket around me, my fingers tightening in the fabric. The weight in my chest is suffocating, pressing down like a stone. Sleep never came, only hours of staring at the walls, thinking about the moment he found that ticket—how his expression darkened, how he left without another word. He knows. And I hurt him. The sky outside turns from black to gray, signaling morning, but it doesn’t bring relief. The ache in my chest only deepens. I can’t sit in this silence any longer. My hands tremble as I pick up my phone and d
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Eunice, The morning sunlight drapes across the living room, casting a golden warmth over the space. Everything feels too still, too peaceful, as if the world itself is oblivious to the storm brewing inside me. James moves around the kitchen with ease, sleeves rolled up, flipping pancakes like it’s second nature. I watch him, mesmerized by the way he hums under his breath, his presence so familiar yet so foreign at the same time. It should be comforting—this domesticity, this quiet moment between us. But instead, my chest tightens, because I know that soon, everything will change. Since we have returned home, I have been fighting with myself for a decision that I thought was simple a month ago. However, his appearance, me falling in love with him again made that simple decision one of the hardest decisions ever. I haven’t told him yet. “You’re staring,” James teases, his voice smooth, pulling me out of my thoughts. He glances over his shoulder, flashing that boyish grin that u
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
