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Mrs. Crawley adjusts her pearl necklace and leans closer to the mirror, giving herself a final glance before heading out. She has a movie date with her friends this afternoon, and, as always, she makes sure to flaunt her wealth. She wears her best outfit, a striking pearl necklace, and matching pearl earrings. Satisfied with her appearance, a small smile plays on her lips as she stands. However, her attention shifts to the reflection of her butler standing silently behind her. “Do you have something to say?” she asks, her tone calm as she adjusts her bangs in the mirror. The butler steps forward slightly and replies, his voice steady. “Master Damien has been away from the company for a week. He plans to return next week.” “Away from the company?” Mrs. Crawley turns to face him, her brows furrowing in thought. “Does your master know?” “I believe so,” the butler answers. A sly smile spreads across Mrs. Crawley’s face as she grabs her phone. “Is Harris home?” she asks while t
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Marina Brook
The next few days, Damien and Carol enjoy their honeymoon in the same country, visiting different places and cities, and enjoying it to the fullest. Since they are not communicating with anyone else, except for Damien, who sends emails to the company, they have no idea what is happening. The two-week honeymoon is almost over, and they don't even realize how fast the days have flown by. Carol especially hates that it is ending. Right now, walking in the middle of the crowded streets, holding Damien's hand and trying to find a good restaurant to enjoy the local cuisine, Carol finds her heart growing heavier. She wishes she had planned a whole month’s honeymoon instead of just two weeks. Damien, meanwhile, enjoys every single second. His love for Carol deepens, his obsession intensifies, and the thought of having her entirely never leaves him. But little does he know that while he is enjoying his life with his wife, his entire career and reputation are being demolished by his fam
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Unapologetic
Mrs. Crawley freezes mid-step as her gaze falls on Mrs. Klein, who stands rigidly with her son, flanked by two stern-faced detectives. The air around them is heavy with tension. Mrs. Klein’s face is a mask of fury, her lips pressed into a thin line of anger and frustration. Her son, Louise Klein, leans unsteadily against her, swathed in bandages. His left eye is swollen shut, and his lower lip is grotesquely split, a dried trail of blood marking the aftermath of violence. The sight twists Mrs. Crawley’s stomach into knots. Her breath catches in her throat as guilt and dread claw their way up her chest. She can already oversee the future of their unbreakable friendship. Her years of sugarcoating and maintaining a good relationship with Klein family has finally come to its end. Before she can even steady herself to approach, the scene slams into her like a nightmare made real. Her son, Harris—her pride and her greatest frustration—had done this. And now, she’s forced to face the
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate The end is closer
Mr. Crawley strides into the closet room, his tie loosened and his face a mask of exhaustion. The lines of stress etched into his features deepen as he hangs his shirt.With a sharp and hurry movement, he changes into a comfortable outfit. When Mrs. Crawley enters behind him, he stiffens, his expression shifting to one of annoyance, a hollow exhales released. He glances at her over his shoulder, his tone as cold as the look in his eyes. "I heard your son messed with the Klein family. What’s with that?" The words hit like a slap, and Mrs. Crawley swallows hard. She steps closer, clasping her hands nervously. “It was a minor fight. Kids nowadays are a bit—” “How long are you going to let him run wild?” Mr. Crawley interrupts, his voice cutting like a blade. He turns fully to face her, his posture rigid. “Mr. Klein called me himself. Your son didn’t just mess with them. He broke their son’s nose and fractured two ribs.” The air in the room turns heavy. Mrs. Crawley struggles for
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Which Carol?
Damien wakes up to the sensation of Carol’s warm breath against his chest. Her body is draped over him, her hair fanned out messily across his shoulder. A smile tugs at his lips as he wraps his arms around her, holding her tightly. Her presence feels like a balm to his soul. Content, he closes his eyes, savoring the moment, and drifts back to sleep. But his peace doesn’t last long. He stirs when he feels her fingers on his face, gently cupping it. Before he can fully comprehend, her teeth playfully nip at his bottom lip. Damien’s eyes flutter open, a chuckle escaping him as he sees Carol perched on his chest. She’s grinning mischievously, leaning down to nibble his lips again. She’s wild this morning, and Damien isn’t the least bit surprised. His hands slide to her waist, steadying her as he kisses her back, soft and slow. **Good morning, my queen,** he signs after breaking the kiss, gently brushing the tip of her nose with his finger. Carol giggles, stealing another quick kis
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Cut out
"How was everything while I was gone?" Damien asks as they head home. Carol looks exhausted, and as soon as she gets into the car, she falls asleep. "Everything was alright! Your father handled most of the tasks and even tried to bribe me to replace me with someone else," James chuckles while driving. He’s picking them up from the airport. "What is that supposed to mean?" Damien asks, raising an eyebrow. "What I mean is, your father wants to bring his friend's daughter into your house to replace me in my position and replace Carol as your wife. I think you understand what I’m saying!" Damien chuckles, kissing Carol's hand. "He never changes—always chasing after my loyal subordinates. Now my wife!" James scoffs, but his expression turns serious as he glances at the rearview mirror. "Carol met Ian." Damien, who has been adjusting Carol’s head on his shoulder, freezes momentarily before looking at James. "Repeat what you just said," he demands, his voice icy. "Ian met Car
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Last Updated : 2024-12-02Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate Bodyguard
Sometimes walking away from what can turn into toxic is a wise decision. Whether you doubt it or not. Carol who has been depending on her own intelligence and hard work to live her life fullest, certainly knows that after every single incidents, her trust for Damien is hanging on a thin thread. One more discovery of his secret, the thread will collapse. Carol can stay with him, like she stayed with Troy. For Troy's all red flags, she puts her pink glasses on to blind herself. She accepted him as life partner. She accepted him as her new normal. But Damien is certainly staying in a different place in her heart. She loved him, she wanted him not because she could easily accept him. Because she wanted him as her Man from the depth of her heart. So, before she will entirely lose her love and trust in him, she will remove herself from the position. It may look like overreacting, dramatic or a lame movement. But she wants to protect the love she has for him. Carol sits next to Da
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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,
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
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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
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
