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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 · Urbano
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934 Chs

Signal Flare

I carefully jumped behind another rock. I was very familiar with the beach. I often stayed here alone for a whole day. I knew the location of every rock. Even with my eyes closed, I could navigate the shore.

Fortunately, there were many lamp posts on the island. They were not very bright, but they were enough.

Just as I thought of this, the glimmer of light disappeared.

I turned my head to look at the island, and the power was out!

I bit my lip. However, there was no fear in my heart.

I had to find the guard post as soon as possible to see what had happened. I had to think of a way to send out the warning signal. Whether it was in time or not, I had to try.

The nearest guard post was only a few breaths away from me.

In my desperation, I realized my night vision was pretty good. I wondered if it was natural or I had trained in the past.

The guard post was a tall lighthouse. At this moment, it was dark. Most of the guards died.