All Chapters of Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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

Damien always says Carol’s voice is the sweetest he has ever heard. But for Carol, it is his deep, calming voice that completely captures her. She can’t deny the warmth spreading through her chest whenever he speaks. It feels as though his voice wraps around her, connecting them in a way that words alone cannot explain. This is a new beginning for her—a second chance at life. Being able to hear now brings joy but also a new layer of shyness, making her feel awkward in their relationship. She feels like a newlywed bride, constantly blushing at her husband’s voice. As she lies beside Damien, she reaches out and brushes her fingers along his sharp jawline. His piercing eyes soften as they meet hers, and his deep, soothing voice melts away any lingering doubts she has. She feels thankful—thankful she chose to stay, to fight for her recovery. Running away seemed like the easier choice, but staying proved to be the better decision. She snuggles closer to him, resting her head on his b

"You are kidding, right?" Carol stares at the monitor, her breath catching as she watches the tiny, unmistakable image of a baby on the screen. Her baby. "Is this some kind of prank? Damien, did you ask the doctor to play a joke on me?" Her voice wavers, tears pooling in her eyes. "This isn’t funny. It’s cruel." "I’m not joking," Damien replies, his voice calm yet filled with conviction. "I’ve noticed changes in you—physically, emotionally, mentally. At first, I thought it might be because of your medication, but when I called your doctor, she said it was unlikely." "I didn’t notice anything," Carol mutters, her trembling fingers tracing her belly as though she’s feeling it for the first time. "And now you’re telling me I’m pregnant? And almost ready to give birth?" She presses her lower abdomen hesitantly, her heart skipping a beat at the unexpected firmness. A chill of realization washes over her. "Everything is alright with you and your baby, ma’am," the doctor interject

“It makes sense!” James isn’t surprised when Damien tells him about Carol’s pregnancy and sudden situation. He has seen her under so much pressure that, if it were a normal pregnancy, she would have miscarried for sure. “Congratulations, Carol! You’ve once again proven how strong you are!” he says with a grin, raising his glass of wine. “Thank you!” Carol clinks her glass of juice against his and smiles. “I’m still in shock, but I can’t wait for my daughter’s arrival!” Damien chuckles, rubbing her back. “She even cries in her sleep, saying she can’t believe she didn’t know about her daughter’s existence for almost nine months! My silly wife!” “Is it my fault now?” Carol squints at him. “Anyone would feel this way. I had no idea I was pregnant. And now, I’m almost ready to give birth, and I still don’t feel much of anything!” She rolls her eyes, gently rubbing her belly. “Well, I think it’s actually a blessing. The baby must have adapted, knowing you were going through so m

The downfall of the articles is inevitable and record-setting. From the stock prices to clients’ responses, everything begins to downgrade the company’s reputation. Within two hours, reviews from different people and organizations drop them out of the top-ranked companies immediately. “What’s going on with your family’s company?” Carol asks while holding baby girl dresses in her hands. Damien grabs a few socks and turns to her, shrugging slightly. “Maybe they’re facing some critical situations. It’s none of our business, love.” “That’s true. Which one should I buy? I love both of them!” she says, holding up two dresses—one white and the other blue. “How about buying both of them? Why hesitate? Oh! Actually, I’ve been thinking about something,” Damien says with a grin. “Something crazy again?” she chuckles, raising an eyebrow. “No, nothing crazy. I was just thinking… The fifth floor of our mansion is empty. How about renovating a few rooms for her? A playroom, a study, and