All Chapters of Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

That night, Damien’s mansion feels more like a fortress. Security guards patrol the grounds, their sharp eyes scanning for any signs of danger. Cameras monitor every corner, capturing every rustle of the trees and every shadow that moves. Yet, unease clings to the air like a storm waiting to break. Despite the mansion’s security, Damien can’t shake the tension in his chest. His mind refuses to rest. He knows Diego Granger is desperate enough to stop at nothing, but the thought of anyone threatening Carol and their unborn child sets his blood boiling. Carol, too, finds no solace in sleep. Her thoughts race, circling around Dr. Linsey’s betrayal and Diego’s sinister motives. The fear mingles with a growing anger. How could someone stoop so low as to harm her and her innocent child? Sitting up in bed, she exhales sharply. Her frustration surges, and she swings her legs over the side of the bed, her bare feet touching the cool floor. She walks to the window, staring out at the snow-

Carol sits in the living room, her hands resting protectively over her belly. Everything feels surreal. Just a week ago, the doctor confirmed she wasn’t 38 weeks along but only 35 weeks. The cryptic nature of her pregnancy and her health issues had made it difficult to track her progress, but the baby is thriving and could arrive as early as 37 weeks. She shifts carefully on the couch, mindful of every movement. The anticipation of labor starting any day now keeps her alert and slightly anxious. Damien has stationed extra security and instructed everyone in the house to prioritize her safety. Damien enters the room with a warm smile, his gaze immediately softening when it lands on her. “How are you feeling, love?” “I’m fine,” Carol says with a small smile. “Just a bit restless.” “Well, I have a little surprise for you.” Carol raises a brow. “Surprise?” He grins and sits beside her, taking her hand in his. “I thought you could use some company, so I called Eunice, Sarah, Ka

The bright lights of the shopping mall reflect off the polished floors as Carol and Eunice stroll through the aisles, their arms laden with shopping bags. Carol wears a loose maternity dress, her hand occasionally resting on her belly. Although her belly doesn't stand out but the baby's movements are very active recently. She can feel the weight of the baby sometimes. “This place has everything,” Eunice says, holding up a baby blanket. “Look at this—soft and perfect!” Carol chuckles. “You’re spoiling the baby already.It’s cute.” ” I am going to be Godmother!" Eunice says while her eyes sometimes stealing glances at James who decided to join them at last minute. Carol knows that they're having some problems. So, she called him secretly to join them from the beginning. " I think it's enough today!" Carol says, feeling a bit exhausted. Her back is killing somehow. " Okay!" Eunice grabs a few shopping bags and gives it to James, " Put them in our car!" She rolls her eyes, though

The soft light of late afternoon streams through the hospital window, casting a warm glow over the room. Carol reclines against the pillows, her newborn daughter snuggled against her chest. Damien sits beside her, his fingers brushing her arm as he watches them both with a tenderness that makes her heart flutter. “You know we can’t keep calling her ‘Baby Girl,’ right?” Carol says, her voice playful but weary. Damien grins. “I thought we settled on Princess Buttercup Moonbeam Sparkle?” Carol groans, rolling her eyes. “Damien, be serious. She needs a name. And it has to be perfect.” “Alright, alright,” Damien relents, leaning back in his chair. “You’ve been thinking about this for nine months. Hit me with your best idea.” Carol looks down at their daughter, her tiny fingers clutching at the edge of the blanket. “She’s so beautiful,” she murmurs, her eyes misty. “She needs a name that’s… elegant. Timeless.” Damien nods, his expression softening. “Okay. How about Grace? Simple,

“Damien,” Eunice says, her tone teasing, “are you changing diapers yet?” He grins. “I’ve changed exactly three so far. Carol’s doing most of the heavy lifting.” “Typical,” Katie says, rolling her eyes dramatically. Carol chuckles. “Hey, he’s learning. It’s kind of cute watching him try to figure out which side of the diaper goes where. But I am doing nothing. In his absence, It's the nurse who is doing everything. I am just enjoying a vacation with a back pain!” She lazily shrugs. The room erupts in laughter, even Damien joining in. Grace picks up one of the cookies, nibbling thoughtfully. “So, have you decided on a middle name yet? Or is it just Aria Crawley for now?” Carol exchanges a glance with Damien. ” No! We got one... Celeste. Aria Celeste Crawley!" Katie leans forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “How about Aria Cookie Crawley? In honor of these amazing snacks.” Carol laughs so hard she winces. “Oh, no, don’t make me laugh. It hurts!” “Sorry!” Ka