My Handsome Uncle, please be mine!

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er always managed to reinvigorate him. He put on his best clot

had been blessed with a daughter. Kimmy, the li

he elevator doors opened, he walked into the underground parking area and got into his black Lamborghini. He drove to S

divorce lawsuit that had been spreading in various media. However, the t

f the ship sank, the captain was to blame. Joe d

entrance of his parents' residence. He parked his c

oorbell. In reality, when Joe's car reached the main gate, the security guard had

ressed the doorbell. A female s

heir faces showing curiosity and concern. Joe could sense their sadness

. The room fell silent. Mr. Bond looked at his son, w

nd we can discuss this issue

ut his son's divorce. But there was something more important; Joe still look

her daddy is since last night," Mrs. Linn added. She gently pat

walked up the stairs to the second floor, and opened the door to the room nearest

her daddy standing at the doorway.

ed her tightly. The hug was emotional and long

's face with his hands. Unmistakably, Kimmy bo

n?" Kimmy asked i

s daughter to her bed, where he tucked her in. Tonight

ed her forehead several times, feeling guilty for no

n asleep, Joe left her room. He w

d Vivian's bedroom. It was spacious and warm, with several photos of them toge

esented the past. So did the romance that had once blossomed in this room. The first night, the warmth of their touches,

cold and lonely. There were several photos of him and Vivian on the wall

versary. Vivian became obsessed with resuming her modeling career. Sinc

reased the money he gave her, surprised her frequently, but all

when she was a rising model. However, Vivian had accepted Joe's proposal not out

ght, he was crying alone. He had missed Vivian for three months, hoping his beloved wife would com

rtant than her marriage and her daughter. Tears continued to flow, moistening Joe's che

turn to his daughter's room, curl up under the covers. It wasn't that he was

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