All Chapters of Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Carol feels much better as soon as she has been left alone. She doesn't know where she is. But one thing is positive that she is inside a house. The room temperature and the scent of burning charcoal gives her the thought of -- Lake house. Someone is throwing a BBQ party while kidnapping her here, she finds it quite amusing. While sitting on the couch, feeling the coldness of the wooden floor with her bare legs , waiting for anyone to open the blindfold and the tie around her wrists. Soon after she can feel the floor is vibrating. She tries to understand the vibration of someone's footsteps. Since most of the time she needs to feel the vibration just to ensure she gets the phone call immediately, she can feel the footsteps approaching her. One is way heavier than the other. Seemingly two people are coming towards her and one of them is a female. She takes a deep breath, unable to see or hear, the sense of her is working fully. The footsteps stop and the wind of someone stopping

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

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

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

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