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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

Surprised by reflex Jian's hand slipped from Jean's ass, and Jean's hand slipped from the nape of Jian's neck, until something happened that was inevitable, Jean's body fell to the ground before the two of them finished their climax.

"Jeannn!!" are you okay?" Jian asked as Jean winced in pain while holding her ankle which seemed to be sprained.

"Augghh.. it looks like I sprained my leg Uncle, quickly take me to bed." Jean said heartily cursing Annara who had disturbed her first night and now her second night.

Holding back the pain with his hardened stem, Jian quickly lifted Jean's body and laid her on the bed.

Jean quickly covered herself with the blanket that Jian had given her.

Meanwhile, Jian immediately put his boxer shorts back on.

With his chest still bare, Jian opened the door after taking a deep breath to ease the pain.

"Uncle Jian, sorry...it's a call from Momy." Annara said as she handed her cell phone to Jian.

RYU'S REAL IDENTITY