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Mr. Fu's Wife Reincarnated

International negotiator, Evelyn Cobb, was framed and killed. After waking up, she found herself in the body of a newly engaged female college student. When she first confronted her fiance, Christopher Robinson, his tone was cold and aggressive. "If you're obedient, you can stay. If you're not, I'll leave you." When she next confronted him, it was on stage during the International Collegiate Debate Competition at Capital University. She looked at Christopher Robinson, the judge below the stage, and asked in a firm voice, "Mr. Fu, what is marriage to you?" "It is all about mutual benefits," Christopher Robinson answered. Rumor had it that Christopher Robinson, the prince of the business world, married a beautiful wife. Little did he expect his wife to hold a knife to his throat on their wedding night. "In 2009, Evelyn Cobb, an international negotiator, went to Emarica for negotiations with her team. Their plane crashed on the way back. Did you have anything to do with it?" Christopher Robinson's heart shuddered. His suspicions had been confirmed. He looked helplessly at Evelyn Cobb. "I was behind it." Before getting married, she was a pawn on his chessboard. After getting married, she became a medicine he couldn't stop taking. There were rumors that the Jiang family's youngest daughter had no talent. Huh? How should I act? Evelyn Cobb thought. [From being indifferent to being absolutely obsessed with you. The female lead is smart and talented. Step by step, she's getting closer to the truth behind her death.] Conception: Loving yourself is the prerequisite for being loved by someone else.

Li Buyan · Urban
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255: Dump me, never dream of _5.

The entire Memorial Hall was tightly surrounded.

The two people exchanged courteous greetings. Sophia Taylor handed three sticks of incense to each of them.

Christopher Robinson and Amelia Cobb symbolically paid their respects and then returned the incense to Sophia Taylor.

Just as Christopher Robinson and Amelia Cobb turned to leave, Yvonne Jones removed the incense they had placed in front of the Jones family to show their condolence and threw it on the ground.

The ashes slipped across the floor and brushed against the back of Amelia Cobb's leg just as she stepped over the threshold.

The heat made her turn around.

Amelia Cobb stood at the entrance of the Memorial Hall, her arm entwined with Christopher Robinson's. Her gaze fixed on Yvonne Jones and she appeared to be judging her for her wicked deeds, like a judge from the heavens.

Christopher Robinson stood next to Amelia Cobb, lowered his gaze, and briefly looked at her heel.