UADWAN
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Meet the arrogant dr. Outhman Abubakar Duwan, A cardiothoracic surgeon, a guy with pride, cruel, vigorous but above all hearty and always there to do the needful fortunately, she came into his life and be the best decision he could ever made . Whom happens to be his passion, his redemption, his obsession and whom he wouldn't mind killing thousands of people just to claim her . But has nothing to give in return rather deside to play with his emotions in the other way round.... Will Ummeee reciprocate his love despite all she faced because of him?
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