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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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289: Shi Yue said: What's the point of marrying and bringing her home?

Sandra lay paralyzed in bed, behind her was the man's burning chest.

She panted weakly,

As she just tried to move out, the man's big palm immediately hooked her back.

Sandra reached out to pry him open, but Antony held her tighter.

"Don't move."

Sandra's hand stiffened on Antony's wrist.

Don't move?

Alright, she wouldn't move then!

Even if she didn't move now, she would leave sooner or later.

That night, Christopher Robinson's troops left the social scene and rushed to the location Amelia Cobb had mentioned.

Perhaps it was because Amelia rarely acted coy with him, especially in public. Christopher had never experienced this feeling before, so for just today, no matter where he was, as long as Amelia needed him, he wished he could fly to her instantly.

As for Amelia?

She stood at the entrance of the County Clerk's Office, carrying her bag and walking to the nearby newsstand to buy a bottle of mineral water.

Standing by the roadside, she drank intermittently.