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Her parents died in an accident.
Before her father died, he asked for something.
The two of them finally got married because of the last request of the older brother who was also a stepfather.

The husband, who according to rumors was a mafia, is now officially her husband.

Armed with life's difficulties that have shaped her character for nineteen years. She managed to conquer her husband and learned a secret that formed rumors about her husband.

Just finished one problem comes another problem...

A beautiful and charming girl comes who loudly declares herself the candidate for the HOUSEHOLD.
Before the problem of the woman her husband was in love in the past with had been resolved, another problem came... Someone from her husband's past, who had changed seven years of her husband's life until he left home.

Can Aruna protect her new household for the rest of her life?
Can the gangster problem, the mafia that has ensnared her husband, be resolved?

This is my second published novel. You can also read my first novel A GIRL FOR THE BEASTS.
The third novel is also heading towards publication from the script, BRINGING MY WIFE BACK.

Happy reading, I hope you like it.

My Uncle My Husband

"What a mess!" Aruna hissed in a half-whisper, "I couldn’t sleep at all… I kept thinking about Bang Ardan." 


That midnight, Aruna woke up from a restless sleep, her heart weighed down with worry. 


She got out of bed and walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water. But she froze in shock when she saw the shadowed back of a man standing at the counter in the dim light. 


"Bang Ardan, you’re home?!" Aruna called out in surprise. "Why didn’t you wake me up?" 


It turned out to be Ardan—the figure who startled her that night. He had returned home without waking her. 


"Hey, Run… Sorry, I didn’t want to disturb you," Ardan replied softly, almost in a whisper, without turning around or looking at his young wife. 


Aruna frowned, watching Ardan’s odd behavior, which she found especially annoying tonight. She stood upright in front of him, as he hunched over the dining table—doing who knows what in that position. 


Going to the Pharmacy