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"Uncle Jian, do you still love my Mom?" asked Jean with teary eyes.

"Do I have to answer your question, Jean?" Jian stared with a heavy heart, his heart really didn't want to hurt Jeany, the daughter of the woman he loved until this moment, Nadine.

"Thank you, you don't need to answer ... I already know the answer. All right Uncle take care ... we will meet in three years." said Jean with a smile turning her body around with a tear in the corner of her eye.

Jeany walked into the airport lobby and went to New York to continue her studies in modeling and photography, leaving behind all the sweet memories of being with Jian. A male friend of her mother who Jeany just realized that he loved her.

Jeany ... 21 years old, the beautiful daughter of Ardham and Nadine, had to leave the city in order to forget her feelings for Jian, a friend of her parents whom Jeany thought was uncle.

Jian ... 35 years old, a handsome and cold man who once loved Nadine his best friend, has fallen in love with Nadine's daughter Jean but doesn't admit his feelings.

Will Jeany's love be repaid? while Jian's love is still on her mother?

How does Nadine react when she finds out that her daughter loves her best friend Jian from such a distance?

HE's COLD MAN, MY LOVE HUSBAND

Without being able to refuse anymore, Zeline let Juan take her to the dining table that has been decorated with romance.

Zeline's heart was carried away by Juan's caring attitude towards her.

"Sit down, Miss Mischa." Juan said with a smile, pulling a chair so Zeline could sit comfortably.

"What do you like about the atmosphere, Miss Mischa?" asked Juan after sitting opposite Zeline.

Zeline just nodded her head slowly. Cold sweat was dripping down the nape of her neck.

"There is some food here, hope you like it. Come on... take what you like." Juan said with full eyes.

Zeline just remained silent without answering Juan's question, other than trying desperately to calm her heart which was starting to beat very fast.

For some reason, suddenly there was a desire in her heart to hug Juan. A feeling she had never felt before.

"Miss Mischa, eat. Should I feed you?" Juan said with full eyes.

TRAPPED IN ONE ROOM