Semua Bab Mr. Cripple And Mrs. Deaf : Twist Of Fate: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Damien's POV.... It's the first time James raised his voice at me. It's strange that he would dare to go against me for a woman. Carol? I don't remember her. It's not a fake or prank. Why would I prank something like this? if she is my significant other, I will never hurt her or forget her, even on my worst day. But it's strange. She is calm, composed and knows what I want before I spit it out of my mouth. As if she has the ability to read my mind. ** Stretch your legs a bit!** She says, her expression is usual calmness. How could she stay so calm after knowing that I forgot about her? I don't remember that she is my wife but she remembers that I am her husband, right? Or maybe....!!!! I actually kidnapped her and forced her to be a good wife..... Or....??? Is this a contract marriage? .... No, Maybe a fake one. That's why she doesn't care. ** Stop staring at me!** She signs again. She is really attentive. She doesn't speak. But her company doesn't make me feel boring

Carol grabs her laptop after finishing the meeting with her clients. Recently, she has been feeling a bit off with her health. She feels extremely tired, sleepy, and dizzy. The pressure has been getting harder, so she can't actually blame anything else for it.As she walks towards the door to leave, James, who has been helping her, walks towards her with hurried steps.**Boss!** He opens the door, stopping her.Carol isn't used to being called Boss. But she doesn't say anything about it either.**About the business trip. I think you should go!**Carol's eyebrows narrow as he signs. Just now, she had a meeting with a foreign ambassador of a big company from Australia. It's their very first big project with great potential. However, Damien is recovering. She can't leave him alone for a week-long trip to Australia. She said she would send some experts in her place to handle the project.**I know you are trying to be there for Damien. But I think you should take this chance to give yourse

**Carol!** Brianna stops her, realizing she has done something she can’t ask forgiveness for. It’s only a matter of time before loyalty is tested. Standing before Alex and Brianna, who have always been there, Carol realizes one thing — they are indeed the family of her grandparents. **It’s not what I meant! I know you’re busy with life, and whatever happened to our family was brought upon us by our own stupidity,** Brianna says, looking extremely guilty. Carol, as usual, wears that mask of indifference. Maybe it’s time to get away from everyone. **Sis is right! We are grateful for everything. It’s just that the family has been—** Carol stops them by raising her hand. **It doesn’t matter to me.** She smiles, but it’s not a genuine smile. **The day you refused to tell me the truth about my past, I knew you were protecting something big from me. I don’t know what it is, but you clearly chose your family over me. And I’m not upset about it.** She signs matter-of-factly. There are pl

** Congratulations on the collaboration! We are looking forward to working with you and your company!** Carol shakes her hands with the Boss of the Australian company. She smiles with gratitude and nods before noticing her phone buzzing. She ignores it at first and quickly tells her team to wrap things up, so that they can join another meeting with another company. However when the phone keeps buzzing, she walks towards the lounge and opens her phone to check. Her eyebrows raise with surprise and panic when she reads the messages, " Damien isn't at the hospital. Nobody knows where he is!" Realizing something isn't clearly okay, she tries to message James back who sounds frantic through his message. But her eyebrows knit, when she notices a figure standing outside the company, against the car. At first she thinks she is misunderstanding someone else. She has been working nonstop. Maybe it's taking a toll. Because of her mental situation, she told Brianna that she wouldn't be

Damien rushes into the cramped washroom as two women gesture frantically for him to hurry. Carol, who had been holding herself together with sheer will, seems to have unraveled entirely. Curled into a tight ball in the corner, she is trembling, her breathing erratic. Her wide, glassy eyes stare ahead, unfocused. Her body language speaks of defeat and desperation, yet her lips remain tightly shut, as if she’s suppressing a scream. Damien’s heart clenches painfully. “Please move aside!” he commands, his voice sharp with urgency. “I’m her husband!” He kneels before Carol, lowering himself to her level, trying to catch her gaze. Gently, he cups her face in his hands. “**Carol! Look at me. It’s alright. Everything’s going to be okay. I promise.**” His tone softens, his voice trembling with emotion. For a moment, her dull, tear-filled eyes meet his. The pain in them is unbearable, almost physical, and it hits him like a blow to the chest. Without another word, Damien carefully gathers