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Are you our Daddy?

Jang Hana woke up with no memory of her life and pregnant. What would you do if you find yourself in that situation and worst she got tangle with a man she felt a connection too Kim Jeong the demon and ruthless man that doesn't care if you are family or not. #PS. The cover is not mine but from webnovel.

flobabe9090 · Urbano
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45 Chs

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Jeong took the children to the house they live with their mother. He noticed how the mother of his kids love them by providing their needs for them.

"It seems your mother is doing fine for her to afford these things for you."

"Yes, we don't lack anything and Mom's very rich." His son told him.

"Define how rich she is?"

"I can't tell you only Mom can."

"Dad, Aunty will you attend my music concert together with Mum and brother?" Little Cutie asks to change the topic from their mother's business because they don't know if they could trust their father with that secret for now.

"My daughter is a musician!" Jeong shouted, he carried his daughter thrown her up while rejoicing he caught her when she was coming down. His sister was surprised too because her brother hasn't been happy since Ana left. 'It's good to see my brother smile again.'

"My Cutie is adorable, now there is a popular figure in the family, can I have your autograph?" She asked.

"Aunty, we are family you don't need to ask twice."

It was getting late while waiting for Hana, Jeong went to the kitchen to prepare food for his family. As soon as he finished, "Food is ready."

The kids walked into the dining room smelling the sweet aroma from the kitchen.

"Dad, you know how to cook?" The kids asked at the same time.

"Yes I always cook for your mom when we were together, she could not do without my food. I always wonder how she got by without my cooking when she left."

The table was set for eating, and everyone was about to eat when a beautiful lady walked it.

"What's going on here?"

Here comes the lady of action

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