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Dating My Scumbag Ex's Uncle

She was forced by her husband and his mistress to jump into the sea and commit suicide, only to be rescued and taken care of by the jerk's uncle for seven years. He had become her backer and protected her meticulously. For seven years, no one dared to look down on her. Her reputation was tarnished. She had a miscarriage and divorced before. The scumbag ex-husband was also his nephew. On the other hand, he would not marry anyone other than her. He did not care about rumors and barbaric words, and for this, he did not hesitate to go against the entire clan. … Initially, she thought that the most tragic thing in life was to love the wrong person. Later on, she realized that it wasn't. It turned out that the most tragic thing was that you finally found true love, but at that time, you were covered in wounds. She was as cold as ice and he was passionate as fire. She had persisted for seven years, and so had he. In the end, she still lost to that persistent flame and agreed to marry him. However, the night before they were about to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their marriage certificate, she woke up and returned ten years ago. That year, she was in the prime of her youth. She was still as beautiful as ever, and her youth was not wasted. That year, he was handsome and promising. She looked at herself in front of the mirror and silently cried. "Uncle, this time, I'll give you the best.”

Mountain Springs · Urban
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934 Chs

Dungeon

Translator: Lonelytree

There were actually stairs at the end of the corridor. Driven by my strong curiosity, I continued to walk down.

The cell on this floor was dead silent. I carefully listened for a while and only walked forward after making sure that there wasn't any sound.

Suddenly, there was the sound of metal shackles colliding, followed by a violent cough.

"Mom, Mom, are you alright?" A voice asked nervously.

The coughing continued for a long time before it stopped. The heavy breathing could be felt.

"I, I'm fine. Help me sit up a little," a low and weak voice replied.

After a rustling sound, it calmed down.

I was about to walk over quietly.

Suddenly, I heard a low sigh. "I wonder how your sister is doing. Is she still alive?"

"Mom, don't worry. Although my sister doesn't know how to speak, she's smart and well-behaved. She'll definitely survive."